1/5 Art M. 1 year ago on Google
When
the
food
runner
staggered
over
with
our
food,
I
knew
we
were
in
trouble.
Despite
waiting
a
long
time
for
the
food
to
arrive,
most
of
our
orders
had
errors,
missing
items,
that
sort
of
thing.
But
the
lady
dropped
our
tray
of
food
on
the
table
next
to
us,
nearly
dumping
two
of
the
plates,
and
started
naming
off
orders
we
didn't
make,
putting
the
plates
in
front
of
us
while
we
looked
around
the
table
in
confusion.
Someone
at
our
table
commented
that
it
looked
like
she'd
put
in
her
two
week's
notice
and
frankly
didn't
care
anymore.
As
she
spun
around
with
plates
in
her
hand,
arcs
of
potato
bits
flew
off
the
plates
and
on
to
the
floor.
Orders
were
missing
items,
no
one
seemed
to
be
able
to
"make
it
right".
During
the
repeated
visits
to
our
table
trying
to
figure
out
who
was
still
missing
items,
I
pointed
out
three
times
that
the
omelette
sitting
in
front
of
me
had
a
long
dark
hair
in
it.
Three
times
our
server
looked
panicked,
and
went
off
to,
presumably,
take
care
of
it,
leaving
the
plate
sitting
there
the
whole
time.
As
more
and
more
problems
arose
with
our
order,
I
finally
walked
the
hairy
omelette
to
the
cash
register
and
plopped
it
loudly
on
the
counter.
The
person
there
asked
if
I
wanted
them
to
remake
the
order,
which
I
thought
was
a
pretty
strange
question.
"No,
it's
cool,
leave
the
hair
in
my
food
and
I'll
eat
it"
said
no
one
ever.
I
told
her
not
to
bother,
having
it
sitting
there
for
15
minutes
made
me
realize
I
wasn't
going
to
eat
breakfast
here.
Good
call.
The
pancakes
(many
of
which
were
missing
from
our
meals)
were
pretty
awful.
Little
on
the
dense
side
but
the
taste
was
just
terrible.
Everything
else
was
pretty
lackluster.
On
our
way
out,
as
no
one
had
come
around
to
speak
to
us,
we
asked
to
speak
to
the
manager.
Our
server
walked
over
to
the
most
junior
looking
person
at
the
place,
and
the
blonde
girl
walked
over
and
suggested
she
was
the
manager.
If
she
was,
I
kinda
get
where
this
restaurant
has
gone
wrong.
She,
in
very
much
the
tone
a
teen
would
take,
proceeded
to
complain
about
the
restaurant
being
short
on
staff,
and
having
problems
with
the
kitchen
(no
kidding?),
and
basically
started
complaining
about
the
business
in
a
very
open
and
highly
unprofessional
way.
So,
apparently,
most
of
our
orders
were
wrong,
and
the
hair
and
off-putting
flavour
is
a
result
of
them
being
unable
to
staff
their
location
due
to
the
end
of
the
summer
season.
And
it
seems
an
actual
manager
is
one
of
the
positions
they're
unable
to
fill.
This
location
just
looks
rundown
and
tired,
service
is
abysmal.
We
would
hit
up
Perkins
on
road
trips
and
it
was
good
enough...
but
this
was
an
absolutely
disgusting
experience,
and
the
last
Perkins
visit
we'll
make.
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