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| - On one hand, the food was very good. I had the Smokehouse and my wife had the Route 66. Both recommended! Also, the cooks were conscientious and friendly. They went out of their way, as did the manager, to make sure we enjoyed our meal. On the other hand, what spoiled our meal was our waitress, a very slender redhead. She seemed to be in a hurry to get us out of there for some reason. We barely took a look at the menu and she was pressuring us to order. She gave us stale fries and didn't even prepare the ketchup dish with the smiley face. Then when I called her to take back the fries, I had to call her multiple times, almost shouting, even though she was standing a mere three feet away from me. Unsurprisingly, she gave me a "what do you want?" look. Then, after we were given our food--which one of the cooks brought over--our so-called waitress completely ignored us, however, she did plop the check down when we were only half done with out meals. On top of everything was the waitress's boyfriend, who was loitering the whole time we were there, alternating between looking impatient, flirting with his girlfriend, and looking threatening. I won't say I'll never eat here again. However, I'll only do so when I can clearly see that that abysmally bad waitress and her boyfriend aren't around.
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