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| - It was a rare occasion that I was awake and out early on a Saturday morning. I made the trek from Brighton Heights to Trader Joe's in the East End to do some grocery shopping before the crowds hit and on my way home I toyed with stopping by Coca Cafe but as I drove by around 9 AM it already looked like it was getting busy and being by myself I thought that I'd just go straight home instead. I cut through the Strip District and as I arrived at the stop sign near Kelly O's I spotted a parking spot in the lot and the fond memories that I had from when the spot was once JoJo's drew me to stop in and give Kelly O's a second try as I had only been there one other time before and that visit had made me miss JoJo's even more...so, I really hoped that this visit would be a fresh start, but sadly, I should have just kept driving home. I must say that I have really high standards when it comes to breakfast - even though the JoJo's omelet was enough for 3 meals and was possibly a heart attack waiting to happen it was delicious enough to be worth the risk. I've also had very delicious but healthy breakfasts that I love just as much. So, let's get to Kelly O's. The place was busy but had a few empty booths/tables and seemed well-staffed so I was hopeful.
Despite there being an ample amount of staff behind the counter there really wasn't anyone playing hostess. There was someone waiting in the front entry way and I stood near him waiting to be seated - I stood there for about 2 minutes before I was acknowledged, and that only happened after a larger group of people walked in behind me. I was seated at a small table that was in a awkward location with a booth directly behind me with a direct line of site behind the counter, though a single diner arrived after me and was seated alone in a large booth along the windows, which had also been available upon my arrival. My server came over without a menu and asked me if I knew what I wanted or did I need a menu?!? I told him that, yes I needed a menu because it was only my second time there, and he told me that he was new and that he didn't know who the regulars were yet, and that most of them already knew what they wanted, so off he went to get me a menu. I ordered a coffee, which took a couple of minutes to arrive, but then I had to ask for not only cream and sugar, but also then had to ask for silverware and a napkin once I realized that was also not already on the table - so already 10 minutes into my visit I had to 1) ask for a menu, 2) ask for cream and sugar after my coffee arrived, and 3) ask for silverware and a napkin - it wasn't looking too promising.
There wasn't anything on the menu that was jumping out at me and I don't eat pork, so I decided to get the country fried steak because in the description it read that it was "covered in country gravy" which I assumed was different than the "homemade sausage gravy" in the description for the biscuits and gravy, yet, when my breakfast arrived, it arrived with sausage gravy (I should have known better than to make assumptions so this was a good reminder to always ALWAYS ask) so I scraped the gravy off after posting my photo of course. The country fried steak itself was decent though I haven't eaten country fried steak probably since grade school when it was routinely on the cafeteria menu so I really can't say that I have much to compare it to. The shredded potatoes were devoid of any seasoning so I asked for ketchup and added salt and pepper (which I rarely do when eating out) and the over hard eggs were also just bland and in need of salt and pepper. Overall, the whole meal was completely underwhelming. During my meal, I also had to 1) ask for a coffee refill even though my server had passed by my table at least 3 times and then it took at least 5 minutes before I got a refill and 2) when I was done with my meal, I sat there for another 10 minutes after my plate was cleared waiting for my server who was somehow now stationed at the opposite end of the restaurant to bring my check, which inevitably, I had to ask a different server if she could check me out.
The only other time that I ate here a couple of years ago, it was also an unremarkable experience but I wanted to give them another chance. It's unlikely that I will return as there are far better breakfast places in Pittsburgh.
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