Like your home away from home, Peggy Sue's has your hot dogs, creme sodas, hamburgers, and anything…read moreelse you want get from the states or 1950's version of it. I found it to be an okay stay. I like the concept, yet it's the delivery that got me in a bit of tizzy. I definitely love the decor and the crazy sayings having on the tin novelty items around the diner. This place seats large groups and big families, about 30 people at least. When I first came, they told me the place already had reservations. This made my heart sink since my husband and I were both craving serious American food after being in Spain for a week. Now at his stay at Peggy Sue's, my husband did have a pleasant time. Maybe because the hot dog he ordered had French's mustard and Heinz ketchup from America by the way which he appreciated but what he really was blown away was by the crunchy potato chips on top of his hot dog.
To justify removing the two stars: First, no one gave me any utensils: spoon, fork, knife. Unless someone thinks I should eat my dessert with my fingers. I'm not sure how or why that happened. Then, I got a slice of pie, but call me weird, because when I order pie, is there supposed to be an odd yellow syrup of goo squirted on top of it. (I assume that it's either caramel sauce or toffee or butterscotch of some sort.) That's right. So bravely, I go on to try said goo--and it is ungodly sweet. Eyeballs maxed out to size, I tried to eat more. Third, I go to use the bathroom, and there is no more toilet tissue left. No to mention that the bathroom is in badly in need to attention to start with. I understand it's a touristy place so more people use it, but it was getting to the point that people threw paper towels on the floor instead of the trash can, since the trash receptacle was overflowing. I should mention the last disappointment was when the menu said that the jukeboxes work without money, and I approach both of the jukeboxes and none of them work--I'm told that they are not in order in Spanish by a bunch of teenagers who have tried. Of course, I was told this after I deposited 10 cent euros into said non-working machine. Oh for the love of fast food!