Upon walking in, I though I'd made the right choice. The atmosphere is great. Nostalgic and authentic. The service was prompt and if nothing else at least friendly and jovial. Looking over the menu it was broad and very value friendly. We made plans to come for dinner. Now, onto the food.
Coffee is weak and thin. The biscuits and gravy mediocre at best. The gravy lacked flavor, bland and banal. The biscuits had the consistency of lightly whipped play dough. The weren't flaky and crispy, mostly a cohesive thick mess with a hard damp bottom. I couldn't actually cut them with a fork or spoon, they squished down and resisted. I couldn't tear them by hand because of what I'm assuming was the Soviet era microwave they blasted them with. Pancakes were decent but not noteworthy, the egg whites where odd and had oil slightly pooling under them. The sausage bland and a bit greasy. The only thing that stood out was the bacon.
Take this all in stride. Some people love bland food, consistent and easy. And maybe that's their target, but it doesn't meet my expectations.
I left wanting to have liked it. It's a five minute drive but one I won't be making again.