Last week we had dinner here while traveling through WV. The desk clerk at our motel recommended it to us. It's in a rather run-down strip center. We were seated in the back room in a booth that had been painted a few hours earlier; when we got back to our room I discovered a small paint stain on my khakis. Why did they seat us there when there were other places available? In addition, the waitress talked endlessly to us (unsolicited) about her personal life.