Q: Chew Carefully! I attended Osso with a large group (15) for restaurant week. The atmosphere is laid back and very hip. The service was great, for the most part, other than taking about 20 minutes to get the checks. The food, overall, was great. I had the meatballs and the pork osso bucco, which were awesome. My girlfriend's risotto was way under cooked, but her sea bass was good. And then dessert came... A member of our party ordered the lava cake. Inside of the lava cake was metal ring, about like a key ring! The manager brought over another dessert for that person and apologized. They did not offer to comp his meal, his drinks, or anything. This guy could have choked on the metal ring and they can't offer him a $30 meal for free? Despite how good most things were at this place, I won't be going back and recommend that you chew carefully if you decide to as well. OPTIONS:
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A: negative

Q: Upon hearing about Facebook postings concerning the bartender that has worked here for over 7 years I decided to take some action. This guy is an idiot who is always trying to impress the entire little restauant with his drinks he makes up. Being a small place everyone has to listen while he rants about his skills. THE WARNING HERE IS HE SERVES MINORS ON PURPOSE! He seems to cater to the younger crowd....under 21! Kinda creepy! I WATCHED AS A COUPLE OF YOUNGER GUYS WALKED IN AND WERE NOT CARDED BUT INSTEAD GIVEN SAMPLES OF THESE "SPECIAL" DRINKS. It is ashame because the food is good both lunch and dinner. OPTIONS:
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A: negative

Q: And my streak of staying in quality hotels comes to a screeching halt. When I'm not vacationing and just need a room to crash in, I tend to be a utilitarian when it comes to hotels. I just need a clean place to sleep and shower and I'm pretty much satisfied. You'd think a hotel by the airport from a national brand would be a safe bet. But no. For starters, the neighborhood is just disgusting, and I am not easily fazed by such things. Meth labs would count as urban gentrification. I went to check in on Foursquare and the first suggested location that popped up was PROSTITUTES - HOE STROLL. The old building had a fresh coat of paint, so I maintained my optimism. We got into the room, which was spacious and mostly clean. Acceptably so, at least. It looked like it had been remodeled sometime recently, although the carpet had more cigarette burns than the arms of a working girl who can't make Daddy's quota. I was OK with mediocrity for $49 a night until I walked into the bathroom. The door was literally hanging off its hinges. And the window had been shattered. And there was a smear of feces on the wall. If walls could talk, right? These would say GET THE POOP OFF ME. I was thinking two stars at first, but then overnight, I could barely sleep because the paper-thin walls let in every sound from the whole unsavory neighborhood, from the hookers pretending to enjoy their work, from the drug dealers outside, from what sounded like feral cats in heat. We got the hell out of there as soon as we woke up and drove around Phoenix randomly all morning rather than spend another minute in the room. Just awful. OPTIONS:
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A: negative

Q: After seeing the owner, walk out on bar rescue, like a little baby, and how the new people that came to the bar looked like they enjoyed it so much more, especially without a stupid name like Gypsy...really, the owner is really shitty, as all his employees took over, and looked great. That owner looked like he had some drug problem or something, smile nod nod nod, smile or smirk whatever the crap he was doing. You are an idiot, a drunk idiot, and you don't deserve to own anything. all your employees need to leave your sad sorry ass, and go to a real bar to work, with OUT you there... OPTIONS:
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negative