The absolute biggest joke of a restaurant. I go two doors down pay a little more and get real Italian at Luigi's.
The Olive Garden near me remodeled* a while ago and converted from a bunch of small, quiet eating sections, to one big open-air festival!. Except if I want to eat at a place where I cannot hear myself think, I’ll won’t go to Olive Garden. Fortunately there are others that haven’t (yet) remodeled*.
(*here in Texas the term ‘remodel’ usually means that the insect infestation is so bad that you need to shut down and clear out everything. Obviously you then have to make at least a token effort to show you’ve reconfigured.)