While dining at a wonderful restaurant, one of New England's finest, my husband bit down on a fried oyster and cracked a crown on a bit of shell, or sand in the oyster. He spoke to the manager, who give him her card and said to please send the dental bill to her. After receiving the bill, the chef-owner called my husband and said that the manager did not speak for the restaurant and there was nothing they could do. My husband asked if they had insurance, and the chef said no.
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