We old tossicopedipendenti aperitif, is that we have seen.
We have seen the skinny, the minimum wage peanut-potato-olive; I've seen a botched, with the remains of the lunch menu, which we rebuilt with our eyes closed, we paleontologists Russian salad, I've seen of pretentious, lying ordinates of tiny finger food a building so elegant that no one dreamed of eating, we saw a wishful, almost touching in the hope of salvation entrusted to the idea of \u200b\u200bsushi dispersed among potatoes and sausage, I've seen of naive Parts managers improvised in the wrong quantity, quality, and sometimes the timing, we have seen in fashionable, too smart to even make available to the trivial flat, we have seen of fraudulent festival ubiquitous mayonnaise and baked perennial and we have seen the people of our age to fill the dishes over and over again.
We've seen the uneatable, the heated in the microwave, the off of spooky, minimal-chic, crafty, of cheating.
We have also seen a stimulating, intelligent, honest, attractive, with generous, well-designed, good quality.
We have become experts of the endless types of buffet, and their endless tricks. We distinguish a few shots of an eye if you try to pretend that the stuff is good, or whether it is the usual scrap cut badly.
But we continue to make us a lot of bee, despite the low quality stuff that's out there.
So we can stop whenever we want.
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