A Morning Moo
The Executive Committee had a breakfast meeting this morning at a familiar venue. It is under new management, according to the waitress, and this was apparent. We would wish them luck if we weren't so dissatisfied.
The problem started when we placed our order. We all were having the same thing:
Scrambled eggs with peppers, onions, and mushrooms, served with melted cheddar cheese, sour cream, guacamole, tomato salsa and hash browns 9.99
The last time we met at this place, Judy had this meal and had the hash browns swapped out for some fresh fruit. We asked to do that again.
The waitress said we could swap for grits but not for fruit. We said we had done this in the past. We were told again, "No." She went on to say, "A lot of people ask to do that but they won't do it." The menu stated hash browns and grits cost $2.99 if ordered separately and fruit was $4.99. We suggested we each pay $2 additional to sub the fruit for the hash browns.
Helen said she would swap for grits. Judy ordered a side of fruit. Judy, Honna and I said we did not want the hash browns and please not to bring them. The waitress then vanished. We watched expectantly as groups seated later than us ordered and received food.
Thirty minutes later she reappeared with Helen's, Honna's, and my quesadillas and Judy's fruit. A while later she delivered Judy's quesadilla and disappeared again. All but Helen's had half the plate filled with unwanted, unordered hash browns. Helen did not receive her portion of sour cream and eventually she flagged down a different waitress who took care of it.
The quesadillas were okay. The fruit was okay. The coffee was good. So was the orange juice, which certainly should have been at $3.75 for a medium-sized glass.
In reviewing our experience, we found the service poor, the management inflexible, and the food so-so. Judy declared it showed "all aspects of suckery." Helen and I and even mild-mannered Honna concurred. The high point of the event was noticing that a Corner Bakery has opened directly across the street. We're sure they'll want to host our next breakfast meeting.
*Cranky Old Woman