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• Cat on the menu?

The quiche and salad were really great. Outstanding. Though I crunched down on something loud twice. I sure hope that was from the poppy seed crust, and not, ugh, egg shells. My sister ordered the salad, and raved about how fresh and flavorful it was. Large portions. I was "hounded" by the resident cat. Ok, sweet cat, not its fault that it lives in a restaurant. But it kept jumping up onto my lap. No, I wasn't going to pet it, I am allergic to their dander. I lifted my plate high into the air, so I wasn't going to accidentally eat cat fur. The waitress witnessed my distress, and calmly scooped the cat up and took him away. Then I saw her grab a dessert from the display case with her unwashed cat hand. Ugh. I know all sorts of interesting things happen to food in the kitchen, but that sure wasn't very appetizing, hence, we skipped on the dessert. Again, the cat jumped up on me, and I figured it was trying to tell me to leave if I wasn't going to pet him. Great way to turn over the tables for more customers. Smart tactic.