I walked past a plate with a single large pancake overflowing onto the table. Their signature burger has a thick layer of mac-n-cheese spilling over the patty. The chicken and waffles is thick enough to hold a steak knife upright. Talk about American gluttony and comfort food at its best.
While the menu houses some conceptually interesting dishes, overall, it wasn't anything that special. Call me old fashioned, but when eating a burger I like to be able to Hold my burger. Theirs is too big and sloppy to manage without fork and knife. We also tried the Monte Cristo- ham, turkey, cheese, and mustard on French toast. It was a little too sweet for me. The French toast overpowered the filling. Also, I was rather disappointed that their lattes and cappuccinos are brewed via machine... using powdered milk. No thank you.
The food here wasn't that bad. It just didn't really live up to the hype. The truffle fries were probably the highlight for me- thin, crisp, delicious. And our server was welcoming with a great attitude.