When the roast pterodactyl wouldn’t sell, even with a two-pelts-off discount, Cro-Magnon restaurateurs probably cracked open the fermented berry juice and thought wistfully of the days when you had to beat customers away with a club. Literally, but in a good way.Only someone still living in a cave would fail to notice that a penchant for nostalgia persists among restaurateurs to this day. With times like these, who could blame operators for looking back to easier days? How bad could things ...

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