We stopped by here for breakfast. Our booth was beaten to hell, the fabric threadbare, one of the people seated next to us laughed about the nails sticking through the back seat. It was cold inside ... our food (biscuits and gravy, and a single egg (who does that?) with hashbrowns and bacon I would say were somewhere around just barely edible.
If offered a free meal I wouldn't go back, it was that bad.
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