Peppermill, ah peppermill. Not quite sure what kind of a theme they were going for here, but it definitely screams tacky.
The menu is reminiscent of much pricier Denny's or Norm's, but the sizes are at least considerably larger.
Service is just alright, nothing to write home about. In fact I think the waitress forgot my friend's eggs. Eggs, how do you forgot eggs when it's the most common denominator in each menu item.
I ordered chicken fried steak and eggs, and split that with my buddy who got ribs. Yep ribs. So many it isn't just a glorified denny's after all.
Oh and who needs alcohol when you can get a tall cup full of hot cocoa with a heaping shitton of whipped cream. Hmmmmmm whipped cream on top of more whipped cream.
The chicken fried steak was decent, eggs and taters were done well. The ribs were disappointing. Meat wasn't tender at all and it was swimming in bbq sauce. Probably to mask that concrete-textured meat. And it came with fried rice. Like chinese style fried rice. What the heck was going on with that?
I was told the eggs benedict were good. I can't comment cause I'm generally not a fan, and therefore didn't bother to try it. I also didn't get to check out the highly acclaimed club part of the diner. LOL. Firepits and loveseats. Maybe I'd give it a higher rating if I had checked that area out.
Bottomline, not bad for late eats, but a bit heavy on the wallet.