We stopped at several Perkins' on our two-month cross-country road trip, and by and large the meals (breakfast) have been OK. Not so here! I had the worst scrambled eggs in my life -- more like scrapings from around the edge of an omelette pan, and someone else got the fluffy part. It was near impossible to get the waitress's attention seeing as how she was busy eating her own meal at a table just a few feet away from us and couldn't be bothered. In the end, the "manager" did offer to take a couple bucks off our bill, but this experience soured us on Perkins from here on out.
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