They served me prune juice instead of Raktajino.

The waffles tasted like wet cardboard.

The gagh was already dead and tasted like cheap fish bait covered in targ shit.

1 out of 5 stars.

For the glory and honor of your house. Never eat at Worfle House. Unless you want to taste meals suitable only for a cowardly P'takh.

Yeah, I found a wire in my Data melt.