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| - My husband and I had heard great things about this place, so we ventured over there this morning. It was a rainy Sunday morning, and the place was packed (which was definitely a good sign). We inquired about the wait and were told it would be 10-15 minutes.
Thirty minutes later, I was turning into a slightly friendlier version of the Incredible Hulk, and we were finally seated. Upon being seated, the waiter took our drink orders and walked away with my menu (I know that was not on purpose, but it definitely didn't help the wait). We ordered coffee, which tasted like dirty brown water. When we asked about the other types of coffee (it says they have a gourmet flavor of the day), I was given an option that didn't sound great so I ordered an orange juice (definitely not fresh squeezed, mine was still fizzing from being poured out of the machine).
I ordered a bacado omelet and the cinnamon bun that I heard they are famous for. My husband ordered a bacon eye opener combo with pancakes. I had been told that the cinnamon bun would be there first, so I was pleasantly surprised when our food arrived within five minutes of being ordered.
My pleasant surprise quickly turned to disgust when I noticed that the plate I had been served on was crusted with old food (egg yolks, avocado or spinach, and an assortment of other things). I let my waiter know and he took it away to get fixed. I assumed that even at the worst they would put the food on a different plate, even if they didn't refire the whole order.
Nope. They brought me the same plate, which they had just wiped off (I could tell by the oily feel of the edge and the chip on the corner). To make matters worse, my food had gotten cold by that point and they hadn't bothered to reheat it. The cheese on the omelet had completely congealed, and try as I might I could not locate the brie that was supposed to be in there.
Needless to say I was completely turned off by the meal.
Meanwhile, my husband had received his meal and had not gotten any syrup. We waited around a while before someone finally brought it.
Quite a while later, the server asked if I still wanted the cinnamon bun because he had forgotten about it. When I said yes, he informed me that he would have to reheat it, because it had been sitting there for a while. When I got it, it definitely tasted like it had been reheated and had been sitting around drying out for a long time.
The only positive thing I can say about this place is that they serve good bacon, because my husband was kind enough to share a bite of his meal with me.
We heard similar grumbles all around us while we ate. A man at the table behind us asked my husband for his syrup, because he had asked the server for it three times. Another guy sent his glasses back because they were dirty. I watched a busboy drop eggs all over the floor while wiping down a table and not bothering to pick it up.
Next time we have a craving for brunch, we'll visit the local breeze, (or heck even IHOP is usually better than that).
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