As always, the food was great, and the service perfect. I hate the band, but everyone else seems to love them. If I have to listen to a Cuban version of I'd rather be a hammer than a nail again I might just shave my head, climb a tower, and start picking people off with a high powered rifle.
Anyway.... We got extra fortune cookies at the end of our meal. Stone's were unremarkable, but mine were are really, really funny. Especially because we were playing the amazing fortune Cookie Game my cousin taught us.