Dear Publik, we'll never meet again.

Last time I ate at Publik at PUB, there was a pubic hair in my food. Today, I hesistantly gave your establishment a second chance. Hunger and limited time made me do it. You thanked us by serving salads with living creatures in it. If this is your way of saying you're organic, it's lost on us.

We'll never meet again.

Ps. The last time I didn't write your name because I wanted to protect you. I don't feel that way any longer.