The best part of eating at Shaq’s place was learning Scottie Pippen came in and was upset none of the food was named after him. The waitress said he really got mad when he found out not even a drink was named after him. We got to sit in Shaq’s seat for when he visits the restaurant.
BBQ Chicken. OP, when you say "we got to sit in Shaq's seat", do you mean you both sat in each of his individual ass-print indentions on a single large chair?