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every time i venture to venik, i get a different story.  maybe it’s the context under which i’m going– whether on a date, pre-spa, post-spa, or cocktail thursday gathering.  however, different experiences shouldn’t yield different levels of quality. the first time, i observed they were sans fernet and didn’t order a thing. the second time, they were with fernet *and* i savoured a wonderfully scrumptious order of baby meatballs blanketed in mushroom gravy (southern girls love gravy!) the last time? sad, gritty meatballs in bland, grey sauce (at least they still had the fernet.)  next time, i’ll make sure to  consult my magic 8 ball before heading there again, or just keep shaking it until i get the response i want.

"ask again later"