We were a group of four locals who eat here about 1 or 2 times a month. Not because it is any good mind you, it is just that this place is open on Sunday afternoon when the GOOD restaurants are closed.
A person named Dana seated us, took our drink orders then spent the rest of the evening talking to two of her friends across the dining room. A few ice teas took well over fifteen minutes to arrive. Three of the meals we ordered came with salads. Two salads arrived fifteen minutes later, one without dressing. "Dana" told us that the chef was to blame and that he was out of salad or dressing or something. Just be sure, nothing is her responsibility.
When the missing salad and dressings finally arrived, the meals all came piling out too. So now we get to eat cold food that will sit and congeal as as we eat our salads. Not me. I sent my meal back so I can eat my salad correctly. The "waitress" called me an [--] right to my face and told me "don't eat any of it, I don't care." When I asked her name, she replied "The other server is Sarah." When pressed for her name, she said it was Dana. She made a great show of telling a new group of diners that our table were all [--], as well. She also said she was the owner. Later she told one of our group that she lied when she said she owned this dump. So, a liar AND incompetent to carry a plate across the room. Worst of all is the food here is weak, weak, weak. All frozen Ben E. Keith burger joint greasy spoon.
These four locals will never, never, never visit this dump ever again.
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