The waiter was a mature man named Brian -- a good start. He kept the usual franchise style discourse about being "our waiter", " taking care of us" and listing specials that aren't to a bare minimum. The food was less than cafeteria grade. In the fettuccine Alfredo, the linguine was unevenly cooked with some of it cooked to death and having the texture of cardboard not to mention clinging together in clumps because it was left without anyone stirring the pot for about 19 minutes. The salmon was poor. Neither myself nor my friend are everything. We had no coffee nor dessert but, rather, got the hell out, never to return. I gave Brian about a 15% tip, pre-tax, on his merits alone -- which I usually would not do.