It's good, but not for eating. It's like the perfect date spot.
Now, I'm gonna hit you niggas up with some info. If you are on a date with a woman, you bring that bitch to Olive Garden. Why? Because the nonstop amount of calories and carbs the first time is going to hit her like a truck. Every single time, women will be like "UmmmM~ I think I should get a salad... but uh, can we get more breadsticks and - You know what? I'm going to get that Alfredo." Every single time, that bitch will order Alfredo. This meal, despite being like 5 blocks of butter, sugar, and salt, will vanish instantly. Then, she will be like "Uhhgmm - I'm tired. But I'm in my comfort zone, so previously, when you said if I wanted to watch Slap Shot in your apartment bedroom while your five other roommates are talking about Warhammer, I was not interested... but now the idea sounds good to me."
As a man who is now 89 years old and finally got a house, I don't have to worry about this as much, but I have the worst problem of like thirty ex-wives and dumb ass kids. But you, the youth, can take advantage of this little cheat to find the love of your life and speed up any relationship.
Here to help. God bless your adventures, kiwis. May every dish of Alfredo and 50 orders of breadsticks bring you closer to finding the family unit.