This place is filthy. I mean come on guys, buy a broom and use it. If the staff here are so lax to let the front of the house get this dirty, I don’t even want to think about what’s going on in the kitchen. Lest you dismiss me as some Adrian Monk clean freak. I’ll just say that I like a dive joint. And I often eat in places my wife wrinkles her nose at. But when you see staff using a grimy grey rag to swipe quarter size chicken bits off the table top and on to the floor, it’s a bit of a stomach turner. .
In the two or three times we’ve visited, the servers and others we encountered displayed that charming combination of despair, apathy and snark that are the hallmark of any good service business.
Yes it’s cheap, and the menu is voluminous (and as easy to breeze through as a Sunday Times crossword) but that room with the littered floor, DMV lighting and walls the color of Kermit The Frog’s backside are just too much for me.
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