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| - Denny's? Seriously? Do you know how long it's been since I've eaten at Denny's? (Looks through reviews.) Huh. Apparently less than two years. I would have said longer. At least this time, it was in Charlotte (or the Charlotte area anyway).
Since we were out and about running errands, and I was really hungry, we stopped for a bite. But there aren't that many places open on a weekend morning in this part of town. At least, I don't think there are. Sure, there are fast food places - at least a couple of them. And there is Cracker Barrel, but we've done that before. So we chose Denny's. What can I say? Those Grand Slam commercials at least mean that they work when we have few other choices.
The service was spotty. It started good, but rapidly went downhill. They seemed more interested in talking about what they did the night before (at least one staffer seemed to have been at the zombie walk) than helping customers. One person dropped a glass. Not a big deal, but it took a while to clean up, and that seemed to set everyone all a-tizzy.
Food was better on the menu than on the table, but that is no real surprise. A company like Denny's has a bunch of money to spend on presentation and (apparently) little on preparation. The one surprise here was the pancake puppies. These were a bit like hush puppies, only made of pancake batter. They were pretty good - a bit on the sweet side, but nonetheless very tasty. They come in orders of six, and I'm not sure you would want more than that. In fact, a single order for an entire table might be good as an appetizer.
Other than that, nothing much to say. We might wait a couple more years before we come back again. Or maybe more if I can resist those Grand Slam commercials.
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