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All is fine so far. We have a very nice waiter and enjoying ourselves.
Suddenly at the table next to us a cute little boy starts throwing up. Not once, not twice....about 4 times (at that location).
Poor mom. She was so patient and kind to the little guy. When it seemed like he was done, she started taking him to the restroom. Nope, not done. As she carried him past our table and onto the walkway (with little spaghettis dangling from his tiny sneakers, the stuff he stepped in) he hurled again. OK, all done with that episode.
Except I don't know what the restaurant's SOP for vomit is, but the pile the kid created stayed there for our entire lunch. Luckily it didn't have an odor. They stepped over the mess on the walkway for about 15 minutes until someone cleaned that one up.
We ate our lunch, quietly shaking our heads at the lack of response. Then came the dessert. We ordered the:
Chocolate Zuccotto Cake
Chocolate cake layered with sambuca chocolate mousse, iced with chocolate frosting and dusted with cocoa powder.
We asked for 2 forks, so we could share. They brought this thing out and I swear they needed a forklift to put it onto the plate. It was the largest piece of anything I have ever seen in my life. And Mr Muush grabs his fork and thinks he is going to attack it as is!!! Ha! Waiter, can we have a knife please? I cut off 2 slices from it and it is still a monster!!!! And really good too. So we take the rest home. Along with lunch leftovers.
So we eat the lunch leftovers for dinner, and of course, another slice of the Chocolate Monster

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Sitting in our refrigerator is the remainder of the Chocolate Monster

(enough for 2 more slices) and the rest of our dinners.