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| - So... I wasn't a fan.
Full disclosure, we're from Gilbert where you can't throw a cow pie without hitting a breakfast place with an hour-long wait at noon. For some reason, breakfast is a *BIG* thing out here (coughcoughwhitepeople) and the competition to get people to eat your biscuits is *FEROCIOUS*. What I'm saying is- Gilbert's breakfast game is, as the kids said for about a month, on fleek. At least I think that's what they said- kids these days, I tell ya.
Anyhoo- we came here and weren't impressed. First off, when something is advertised as having "crab", and it ends up being "krab", that immediately puts a stick in my craw. If you use fake crab, then just say that it's some fake-ass crab. I got the fake-ass crab eggs benedict, which I posted a picture of. The yolk was cooked hard in my poached eggs. I'll take responsibility on my end- I should have asked if the crab was real, and I should have requested my eggs poached over easy, but I made an assumption which turned out to be wrong. Also, my potatoes were only barely warm, and my girlfriend's were piping hot, so whaddup with that? She got the biscuits and gravy, which were really just meh.
All in all, I'm sure that this place was probably the kitty's titties when it opened, and was probably good for a few years. And honestly, it might still be the best option in the area. But if you just drive a few exits east on the 60, you'll find a *SLEW* of better options.
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