ok so it's a small town and we are looking for breakfast. We see this on the main drag. Grandmas (brings back memories of good home cookin right?) I don't think grandma was in that day. The kid was more interested in his phone then anything else. the soda he gave us was in a can, which isn't that big a deal until you open it and it tastes like soap and metal. it is assumed that grandma cuts corners and bought expired soda (I didn't know that it expires but I guess....) When I said I can't drink this just give me a glass of water. So he did. Get this he charged us for the soda anyway. You have to ask for jelly for your toast and then it comes in this globby mess of a container (that someone else no doubt has already been in and it looked like it). I know I and my friend were sick the rest of the day. Don't stop here.
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