Sitting at a table with strangers, complaining, complaining, and more complaining:
"Holy hell, can these people never be pleased?"
That thought ran through my head as I was chewing up the terryaki chicken.
People pleasing: the hardest thing to achieve.
You can fulfill all their complaints but in the end they will always find the negative aspect in a successful evening dinner.
At least the terryaki chicken tasted delicious.