Ack. Don't mention the restaurants. There was a huge, multi-room seafood buffet in Naples, a block N of Tin City(?), where we'd eat crab legs until we could no longer get out of our chairs.
Then, there was the Grouper House in... hmm... Isles of Capri, maybe? Oh, and there was this place in Goodland... (man, my head is starting to hurt)... can't remember the name of it right now. Another half-dozen or so whose names escape me. One was an Italian place on Marco where they only played Sinatra all the time. I do miss those days.