There is nothing sadder than a good
There is nothing sadder than a good place gone bad.
Tanner Paull had a fish fry I used to recommend to anyone who would listen. Not anymore. What used to be a light flaky fish with a delicate coating is now a solid chunk of dry stringy fish more suitable as a building material than something meant to be eaten by humans. The coating tastes the same but is so solidly adhered to the chewy fish as to resemble more the glazing on a spongy brick than the delicate lightly crunchy coating it used to be.
My wife ordered the combo chicken and fish dinner and was sorely disappointed. Instead of getting a succulent piece of fried chicken, as she had received on previous occasions, she was served a chicken strip, an obviously commercially prepared one, that was so tough and dry I had to help her cut it.
I am a big man with a bigger appetite. For the first time in my adult life I walked away from an all you can eat fish fry with fish still on my plate. Not because I was full but because I could not even contemplate eating another piece. it was seriously that bad.
The service was haphazard more from an obvious lack of training than a lack of effort of the staff's part.
Other downfalls were being served ketchup in little portion cups. I guess we weren't old enough to have a bottle at our table. Ditto tartar sauce.
What really hurts was the the wasting of the money. We have a limited income and this was our treat for the month. I don't mind scrimping and doing without so we can have the occasional nice meal out but this was a waste of all of that sacrifice. That hurts.