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September 28, 2012 | celebrity | editor | 0 Comments
‘Joanne Trattoria’, the Italian restaurant owned by Lady Gagas parents (and which she may or may not co-own) and named after her aunt, finally got it’s big review in the New York Daily News, and, basically, things would have gone better if the reviewer had walked in and the staff just threw shit at him like they were monkeys at the zoo.
“I came with an open mind, despite the fact that most of my colleagues have portrayed Joanne as the worst thing since herpes.”
No need to make this personal by insulting Aunt Joanne. Not cool dude.
“When a restaurant charges $18 for fried calamari, should the dish arrive so sloppily plated that it looks like the kitchen threw it back in the bowl after dropping it? Should the appetizer glow with grease or boast more breadcrumbs than squid? And should the accompanying marinara sauce taste like a powdered mix?”
Well in their defense, taking something that’s kind of shitty, then re-arranging it in the blandest way possible is a formula that has worked for the Gaga family before.
(image source of gaga wearing more of her goofy crap = pacific coast, bauer griffin)