I decided to stop by after leaving the hospital. My dad had a stroke early that day, so I was a bit down plus I had an interview the next morning. The owner was behind the register and seemed pleasant until I asked a question asking if the meat was sliced chunks. Why did I do that? This turned into one of the worst confrontations in my life! I remained calm as this guy cursed me out, dropped f-bombs. I was so tired I couldnt even fight back. All I could ask him was why are you speaking to me like this? His reply, "because its my f*ing restaurant and I can do what I want." I told him never mind and he had to yell it to the cooks that I didnt want anything and how dare I change my mind. Honestly, I broke down and cried in the car.
This altercation took place 2/14/2012. It has taken me this long to write this review because I didnt want to relive the incident. To this day, I still dont know why this happened.