Is it possible to predict a lousy dining experience as soon as you enter a chow house, without a peek at the bill of fare? You betcha. For instance, if the teenage hostess is on her cell phone calling her boyfriend, or the waitstaff's forced to wear suspenders adorned with a slew of pins and buttons, these are excellent indicators that a purchase of Pepto-Bismol lies in your immediate future. Even better might be the presence near the entrance of a stack of... More >>>