Common! No one wants your crappy Breakfast!
I love Pranksters Too. It is the perfect local dive sports bar. At night you have your faithful barfly's challenging you to a game of poker or pool. There is loyal Suns and Cards fans yelling obscenity's. When Steve Nash throws the ball into the stands during the fourth quarter of a playoff game because he can't run anymore because the Suns never gave him a backup (Thank you Rajon Rondo trade), the Pranksters people start breaking things. One night about four years ago there were about forty Sorority girls there. It is a night we will talk about for ages like it happened yesterday. Celeste is a great hostess type bartender to the establishment and always makes me feel welcome. There is a guy bartender (whose name I can never remember) who also makes Pranksters a home.
I stopped by this morning taking my Mom out for the Michigan football game. I am starving and want some good football food. The bartender hands me some crappy breakfast menu. COMMON! No one wants your crappy breakfast ! The eight people at the table in front of me refused the breakfast also.
It is not only Pranksters pulling this joke on the consumer. (Pun intended) Other bars try this crap on us while attempting to watch an early morning football games. Give me a hamburger, a Ruben or some Nachos .
I will return. In fact, I left my Mom there while I do a load of laundry and post this review.
It is now 11 and I can order some real food.