Oh the new lows we have reached.
I thought the grand slam would have atleast rewarded us after we waited 15 min. to get the attention of the waitress. Looks like she could have had better days. I think she covered 15 tables at once, poor old woman looks like she should be retiring and getting rid of that nasty sunburn, not serving bacon and eggs.
The glasses of water we got (which had a funny taste), looked like they had boogers on it. I am amazed we didn't dash out the door that instant. I guess you can call us brave.
The 'grandslam' isn't so 'grand'. Atleast, not like it used to be. Now I know why they only charged a couple bucks for it, because if you combined it together, it'd be the size of my palm. Mmmm, nothing like soggy hashbrowns, sausages that screamed mystery meat, and chairs with rips and holes for decor. Urgh..I'm acting feeling itchy from thinking about it..