After seeing mention in the Chronicle, I had to try the chicken fried steak. It was over cooked, nearly to being burnt, and the parmesan mashed potatoes were horrible. Some people might like mashed potatoes that taste only of parmesan, I don't. The breakfasts still being served looked great, we'll go earlier next time. Unfortunately, they serve only frothy cheap buttery spread, guess I'll have to bring my own butter. Pancakes with imitation artificial buttery spread?!
Unfortunately, our lunch was much less enjoyable because of three airheaded young women who parked their preteen daughters at a table far enough away not to be a hindrance to their conversation, but disturbing other patrons with loud shrill voices and running back and forth from their table to get straws and napkins to play with. When another patron asked the kids to be quieter, they ran to their mother's laps, who gave no notice or concern to the problem. They were too busy checking text messages.