On my 21st birthday, I had enjoyed a ladies luncheon out in the gardens of Summer Jo's. It was fantastic food, wonderful service and an aromatic atmosphere. I remember falling in love with their Lavendar Lemonade. For my thirtieth birthday this past august, I was in the mood for another ladies luncheon at what I remembered as one of my favorite places to eat. How utterly disgusting and disappointed I was.
First off, that quaint little farm house that used to exude country charm, smelled like someone had been lighting a bonfire of Patchouli incense for weeks. The yard where you could sit outside hadnt been mowed or watered, the fruit trees had rotten, decaying fruit wafting through the air. There was a run down outside bar with pieces rusting and falling off, not to mention last years Christmas lights sagging over the rundown eaves.
Now, lets get to the food... you have about 3 sandwiches to choose from, or omelettes, and a hamburger. I tried the hamburger. Nothing special, not seasoned and pretty bland. I'm guessing it was on a homemade bun made 4 days prior, however when it fnally got to me it was so soggy on the bottom, I had to forego the bread and just eat the meat. So not worth the 11 bucks for a barely mediocre meal. I'd rather have a Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger from Wendy's- at least that is cheap AND flavorful. Now to the last wonderful part, the service. The girl who was our waitress was sweet enough, however couldve been a poster child for a Wellbutrin commercial. It couldve been a secondary high from the patchouli smell, but who knows? She was nice enough, I will give her credit for that, however we were the lucky ones as another middle aged waitress ran around with no deodorant wearing a loose spaghetti strap dress with her bra hanging out the back- not something I wanted to see while trying to consume food. Another poor aspect is that the owner's dog was allowed to roam freely amongst the garden area guests, he barked incessantly and came up to each of us trying to get us to throw a dirty slimy ball. The owners didnt even care about his behavior, didnt try to quiet him or even shoo him away from the guests... even after he dropped his dirty ball on my Moms white slacks leaving a muddy mess. I will never go back to this restaurant(I wouldnt even call it a restaurant, I'd call it a bloody mess.) If anyone should be nominated for Kitchen Nightmares or Restaurant Impossible, ding ding ding- HELLO!!!!!
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