In recent years, my husband and I have gotten in the habit of stopping at this Cracker Barrel on our way to the beach. We leave home at the crack of dawn, stop here for breakfast, and then drive straight to the beach, where we hang out till it's time to check into our motel.
This year, it took almost an hour to get our food. Our server, Anna, just plain disappeared. When our food finally came, it was lukewarm at best.
We'll think long and hard about ever stopping here again.
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