A place for pigs.
My husband and I were having dinner on their patio when another customer started spitting on the floor. After spitting for the third time I got up and said something to the man. He responded with a blank stare while his buddies made crude comments, which I continued hearing as we tried to finish our meal. I then compained to the management. They gave the man a cup to continue his spitting and told me that "chewing" is allowed on the patio and that they hose off the patio anyway. The manager was totally oblivious to how disgusting this was while I was trying to eat. We left the pigs all stayed, evidentally the management preference.