Go here if you want to deal with rude servers and pay exorbitant prices for food that might be found in the dumpster of the local Juvenile detention center.
The saving grace is that the place has a 50s diner charm and the custard is good.
Seriously tho the burgers are so thin you can see through them, and you need to refinance your mortgage to afford them and the portions are so small its downright comical.
The employees have the charisma of a tree stump. Obviously they don't want to be there and I cant really blame them, but sometimes you need to fake it for the sake of customers.
I blows my mind that anyone could write a favorable review on the food. Seriously? What are you comparing it to? The gas station?