Restaurant rant

So my wife (51) and I (55) were at a nice sit down restaurant having dinner when a family comes in with two kids age between 10 and 12 years old. We're at a table near the window overlooking the lake. They seated the family across the room but you could hear the kids screaming. The parents were on their phones while the kids started wandering all over the dining area.
I noticed the older boy taking food off the table from other customers. He came to our table and started to grab something from my wife's plate. I told him to stop and go back to your parents. He screamed to the top of his lungs. The parents ran over and started yelling at me & asking what did I do to their kid and they were going to call the police. The manager came over and initially treated me like a criminal and told our server to get my bill we are getting kicked out.
I tried to explain but he would not listen.
The parents said their kids were special needs and I needed to be more kind. My wife was a teacher for 20 years and I do not believe that kid was special needs. He acted spoiled.
Other customers joined in and told the manager the kid was bring rude grabbing food off tables and I was the only person to chastise him. Two more tables asked for their bill and more people said they would never come back.
The manager apologized but I'd made my mind up to leave. I told the server to bring containers because we just got our food and I'm not leaving it. I asked the manager if the family is getting kicked out too. He quickly said, "No one is being kicked out." A women said, "You just told the server to get their bill and you are asking them to leave! We're out too!"
The mom started screaming they were not leaving and they wanted their meal for free because of the bad treatment they had received. While this is going on, the kid pushes a server carrying a tray of drinks. It crashes and glass breaks all over the floor. The server ran my card while my wife packaged our food.
The manager got frustrated and told the family they will need to leave or he will call the police. They refused. The parents sat in their chairs like kids holding the seat. Like, you are going to have to take me and this chair out of here.
The manager followed us outside and apologized and offered us a free dessert the next time we come back. We were outside. I finally lost my cool. I said, "What the FUCK? A free dessert after that? That would imply I'm coming back. FUCK NO!" I got in my truck and we left.
If you're ever in St. ***, MO don't go to ******* ****** Restaurant.

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