Old story - went into the Clock on Mack Avenue [[either in GP or Detroit, not quite sure) after a big black-tie party at GPYC. One of the guys I was with ordered the right hand side of the menu. The waitress looked at him like he was crazy [[which he may have been). He ate about 1/2 and had the rest boxed to take with. Turns out he left it in the [[borrowed) car overnight and 1/2 the next day in 90 degree heat. The car had to be fumigated.
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