My husband received his food; omg, his corn was hard to distinguish from the black pepper grounds. His steak was the size of a regular tootsie roll and as black. We asked our waiter "Spike", about this corn, he told us my husband got the last of the corn, they had no more. The people across from out table had plates of regular, yellow corn. When we asked for the manager, she said she would not eat the food we were served, but she appeared amused. When I called the main manager, "Stan", the next day, he was incredibly amused.
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