I think this is a complete riot. But I also feel tremendous empathy. I get maybe one nice night a year with my wife. I know nothing about fine dining. But maybe I find this place and I take her. I'm almost in tears right now feeling the hypothetical gut wrenching realization that I completely ruined the evening.
I'm so afraid, to a fault, that I'll mess up the perfect days she deserves, so maybe I'm alone in how awful I feel that they actually fooled with real people by the end. A bit too far.
Is it really so bad that they fooled real people at the end? The people thought they were getting a world class meal. Their enjoyment of the experience is real.
And even if you did end up going to this "restaurant" and later found out that it was a fake restaurant that somehow made it to the top of TripAdvisor, then you end up with a story about being one of a dozen or so couples that got to have this experience.
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[ 2.3 ms ] story [ 22.1 ms ] threadI'm so afraid, to a fault, that I'll mess up the perfect days she deserves, so maybe I'm alone in how awful I feel that they actually fooled with real people by the end. A bit too far.
And even if you did end up going to this "restaurant" and later found out that it was a fake restaurant that somehow made it to the top of TripAdvisor, then you end up with a story about being one of a dozen or so couples that got to have this experience.
It seems like a win either way.