To have lived a life knowing that nothing was left on the table.  That's what I imagine deathbed-Eric saying as he looks back on a fulfilled life.  Well, all that went to hell after I ate at this just awful place.  \n\nA couple buddies and I decided to come her before heading out on the town.  Considering we generally subscribe to the dives and hole in the walls with good food mindset when it comes to food, we thought a restaurant by the host of a similarly named show would work splendidly.  We were so wrong.  I think about those hole in the walls that have created a name for themselves based off of a passion for quality of food.  When I think of the exact opposite, Guy Fieri's comes to mind.  The food was largely bland and unimaginative.  For as much as he has seemingly experienced, I was expecting a lot more.  I can only imagine that they provide so much food so that the sure to follow food coma dismisses all potential of motivation for negative thoughts.\n\nFood aside, I do have to give a lot of credit to the staff.  My friend's water glass broke mid-drink.  Literally.  The bottom fell from the glass while he was drinking, and, well you can imagine what happened from that.  Sheer pandemonium of course.  Women were screaming.  Kids were crying.  Cars were burning.  It was mass chaos.  No not really...it was just inconvenient.  The manager, whom I did not notice prior, was on it in a heartbeat.  He was over to our table in what seemed like a matter of seconds apologizing.  On top of that, he even managed to comp a meal, a couple beers, and give a free desert for the table.  That attentiveness was impressive.\n\nThough the service was excellent, there isn't much that would bring me back here.