I went to this drab, gray, windowless brick box about 2 years ago when i hardly paid attention to how horribly an establishment can be run. And I hated it then. Granted we were in there right before close, the food was hastily prepared, and the service was garbage.So out of the goodness of my heart today i was willing to give it a chance. OK besides the fact that the walls resemble a stupid landscape that you painted for a diorama in 2nd grade, and the atmosphere at a Perkins is warmer and more inviting,At least the old people number about the same.
My God, like the other one star reviews say, the salsa is about as far away from Mexico as Alaska.
Worse than Pace from a can. And you had to pay for refills.
Literally Ketchup with red pepper seeds from your old spice spindle. And you had to pay for refills.
They might as well have given you a Dixie cup for your soda. And ask for two because the waitress wont be around any time soon to help, even though i saw several kitchen walking around the dining room texting.
Being the hungry young man i am, I quickly tore through the bean burrito and enchilada, witch the cheese was good, and the rice and beans witch were 3 dollars extra.
Then we got the bill for 28 dollars. I have never felt more slapped in the face. It is quite clear that they are far more concerned with profit then quality. Go to taco bell 3 blocks away.