Terrible Food. My husband up-chucked the lasagna he forced himself to eat to be polite to the guest of honor. My son refused to eat his all time favorite spaghetti and meatballs. My father walked away from the table after one bite of his lasagna, aka mound of phony partially frozen not heated through cheese mound sitting in a swamp of sauce poured right from the can - the sauce is aweful. All who had the sauce suffered HEARTBURN for 12 hours afterwards. No cha-cha-cha yet and it is 1:00am. So if you are up for a game of Russian Roulette, GO! Even the pregnant lady, took her entire dish of penne vodka home for the homeless. Basically, we paid $300. for 10 take-out containers of inedible food for the homeless. Maybe, it was not so bad. We could call it a charitable contribution and get a tax deduction.