This place is a real piece of work. From the Foul Mouthed "Lady" in the kitchen at lunch time that screams across the store to the Older lady up front that doesn't know what a smile is, I felt myself needing counseling for the emotional damage I received from this visit. My feet stuck to the floor in the restroom. The air is thick with fryer grease. I wouldn't know what the food tastes like, I was a bit fearful for my health, had I eaten any of it. (I didn't have a lot of faith in the people in the kitchen that didn't wear gloves or cover their hair.) There was a faint smell of Marijauna wafting through the store, although, I can't be sure if it was from a fellow patron or an employee. Beware of the craters in the parking lot, You might need an alignment shop after a trip through here. Maybe a new rim and tire, or two. I get the feeling that everyone is there for a paycheck and nothing more, they definitely not there to enhance the customer experience. Other than that, I guess it was fine. This visit was in February. read more