My cousin wanted to meet me while we were in Orlando, and he chose Crave America Restaurant. Crave was busy, and it had a nice hip crowd inside, so I was hoping for the best. Eventually, about 5 minutes after we sat, the server came over to get our drink orders. It took equally as long as them to arrive. My cousin chose the pizza, which seemed quite daring since they aren’t known for their pie, but against all my warnings he chose to get one anyways. Not the smartest choice as he would soon discover.
