I had dinner at Buca di Beppo last night for the first time. Like any chain, it has its good points and bad.

The worst of the bad points for me was the music. My musical taste is pretty broad, but it skips over what my Parent's generation was listening to when I grew up - easy listening crooners from the 50's with an ethnic emphasis. The soundtrack was Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, Mambo Italiano, Volare, etc. at a volume that Pete Twnsend would have found uncomfortable. Maybe I was more sensitive because I was trying to read. It didn't seem to bother the guys at the other end of the bar. I mentioned it to the bartender and she just shrugged. Eventually, I stopped looking around for a sledgehammer, passed on a 3rd beer and left.

I will not be back.