While I would swear that I’ve been directly involved in a food fight, I can’t for life of me pin-point when that might have been. And I can’t imagine having had fun. I don’t like to be dirty or have things thrown at my face. I feel like there may have been something akin to a food fight when I was a server, but that certainly wouldn’t have been fun. Even if, as a friend pointed out would be the decent thing to do, the offending parties had left a generous tip in their wake. I don’t wanna clean up cold spaghetti and chicken piccata, no matter how many singles you leave on the table.