The last time I went to Cipriani I sat next to a table of midwestern tourists in shorts and flip-flops blabbering about how they heard Britney Spears and Roseanne Barr love this place. You're better off peeling off a manhole cover nearby and eating out of the sewer, thrusting fistfuls of poo down your throat. PS ask for Maurizio if you want a laugh.
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