I ate at Allen & Son the other day. My $11 barbecue plate was adequate, although it seemed expensive for what arrived at the table.
For dessert, I ordered peach cobbler, and what arrived was four burned-black pie crusts, on top of wet fruit. I don't know why I didn't just look at the server and ask him if he was kidding. I have a general idea of what I expect when I see the word "cobbler" and that was not it. I put the burned crusts aside and ate the fruit, but I should have really spoken to someone, anyone. I'm sure the only reason they can get away with this is because no one speaks up.