Have you ever been invited to go out to eat with someone who just raves about the place only to get there and get turned off by the name of the joint before you ever step foot in the door? Me neither, but that would change if I ever approached one of these places.

I sure hope Jodi Kasten isn't reading around right now. As a restaurant critic, she'll kill me for posting this. Or not.

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I think I just lost my appetite. No thanks.

 I can't tell you what a Tandoori is, but this place might be worth look.

This one is a favorite of Catholic Priests everywhere.

At least they warn you at this place before you go in.

Oh, Hell No!!

I don't trust this place either.

This one remindes me of a girl I knew in school.

Uh.............Thanks, but no thanks.

This one sounds like it might be owned by the Jersey Mafia.

          No............I think I'll just stay out here if it's all right with you.

One for the ladies? Dunno.

One for the ladies? For sure!

 This place sounds nasty, but the line is short. Go figure.

Uh............You go right ahead. I think I'll just wait in the car. 

I'll have to pass on the seaman sauce.

Well. Fuck me, too!