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| - My latest baseball adventures brought me to Charlotte to see a team that actually plays in Fort Mill, but regardless, I had a few hours to kill before the game, so I decided I wanted to get some breakfast. Scouring the Yelps to find a well-ranked breakfast joint, I stumbled upon Mattie's Diner, but apparently, this supposed holiday where kids worship some rabbit declared that Mattie's would not operate. So I decided to go the old fashioned route, and park my rental downtown, and hoof it, and seek out food on my own. And by sheer complete chance, I found Queen City Diner - they were probably the only place open and not serving some ridiculous $50 champagne Easter brunch.
For a supposed diner, I was a little confused at the decor; reading what a few others had to say, it's obvious it was once a much schwankier joint at a previous time, but "diner" isn't what I get out of it upon entering. Not quite "Patrick Bateman American Psycho comestible level," but surely not "diner." Despite there being hardly any customers, nobody really seated me right away, and if I waited 10 seconds longer, I probably would have bolted, but fortunately someone finally got to me.
I ordered a fairly pedestrian two eggs, toast, hasbrowns and sausage plate, and it took a precariously long time for staple breakfast foods to come out to me; they apologized for the delay which I appreciate, but it goes worth mentioning in a critique. It wasn't egregiously priced, and the portion did the job well, and the endless coffee raised my coherence for the day.
I give them three stars, because they weren't bad, but they certainly didn't wow me as a chance visitor. The next time my travels take me out to Charlotte, I'd side with the want to explore more before trying QC Diner again.
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