I'm Emanuele Valenza's brother, and yesterday the waitress spat in my coffee, so I stood up and said, "I'll pay!" and she replied, "So much for baking soda!"
So I went to the employee bathroom (I hope there's a lady owner, because otherwise the NAS makes money) and filled the bathroom with a sticky brown substance.
Not to mention the dish washer, my brother Mudumbo didn't wash dishes with his hands or even his feet. I hope no one ends up having breakfast at "Caffetteria Vullo Maria." All in all, "I like it 😭🤧🥶"
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