Once was enough. Everyone was raving so we tried it. He had breakfast and said "meh" and mentioned that he couldn't tell what kind of grease the eggs had been cooked in. But no big deal. However, I had something called that if I recall was a sirloin salad-the name escape me. It was advertised as a garden salad tossed with sliced grilled sirloin. The waitress tried to warn me against the dressing it comes with, offering me a choice of another--I should have taken her up on, I think they got the dressing they used in a hunting shop-think something that might attract a bear or something. The meat was a far from sirloin as it could have been. I couldn't cut it, I couldn't chew it, I have no idea what it was. Never again.