Some dried up, bitter soul has written a vitriolic Chowhound screed attacking the H & O, apparently she didn't enjoy her pork chop, would rather make a scene than ask for another cooked more to her liking, oh hell, people make me depressed.

Not as depressing as having to be that sort of person anyway.

Had so many pleasant times at the place over the past several months, an easy place to have pleasant times.

Fucking Internet.