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| - This is what I get for making a spur of the moment decision and not reviewing the reviewers who reviewed Damon's (how's that for a sentence?!) Our decision was based solely on a distant memory of the Damon's we frequented regularly when we lived in Maryland nearly 19 years ago.
Sadly, beyond the name, the layout of the interior and a friendly reception, there are no other relationships between the two. The first thing you are taken by upon entry is the smell. My guess is a longterm dampness, as both my wife and I acquired headaches as our time there wore on (I also think mold). We really should have left at this point, but the memory masked reality.
The waitress was pleasant, but over our time there, was relatively inattentive. It finally dawned upon me that she was also the bartender. Seriously?! What kind of management would think that this is a good idea, either for the employee or the customer.
Anyway, my wife ordered her favorite from the past, BBQ steak salad, my son the Mac & Cheese and I their famous burger.
My wife asked for her steak medium well, which was part of the issue with her steak. The other part is, we're not sure how they cooked it. The meat looked blah and it tasted as much like liver as it did steak. She took a few bites and pretty much ended it there. My son's Mac and Cheese wasn't awful, but lacked any real flavor. Pretty much can be said about the burger. It was cooked right, but to call it famous is truly committing an atrocity against the other great burgers that can be found in this great land of ours.
In the end, our trip to this particular Damon's has cured our desire to relive a distant memory of a job well done. For those of you tempted by whatever to enter this location, we urge you to get over it and get past it!
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