Hell would be frozen over with a foot thick of ice with Fauxi frozen in it before I’d ever let my shadow cross the threshold to patronize any joint doing that crap. It wouldn’t matter if they had the best food on the planet. They’d never see one red penny of my money ever again.
That was very oddly specific.
I like it.
They got rid of pennies in Canada, but they’d not see a nickel from me either.