ROTTEN BERRIES
The wait staff shirts said "Ripe with Attitude" and they weren't kidding. The ATTITUDE was a little too ripe, it was more like ROTTEN.
We came in the early morning, mid-week and it was pretty empty inside, and as one would expect, there were only a couple tables occupied.
As an avid reviewer, I am usually taking pictures to post and bolster the business if possible. So no different from any other restaurant stop, I started taking pictures from the time I walked into Wildberries. Being that it was not busy, I was seated fairly quickly by our waitress (Lori) and being that there were not many customers inside, I saw an opportunity to get pictures of the interior without patrons photobombing. So I started snapping pics with my phone.
Lori must have mentioned something to her colleague in the back, because, moments later, another lady (Jenna) came by and all in one motion, abruptly dropped off water to our table and muttered rudely "You can't take pictures in here", as she trailed off, not even making eye contact, and swiftly scooted away without stopping.
I was totally taken aback; left a little reeled and bewildered why she said that, wondering what I did wrong. I glanced at the direction of the kitchen and through the window opening to the kitchen, I see Jenna mean-mugging me with a sour-faced look and having a conversation with Lori. Then at that point I just became put-off and irritated.
Then Lori came over to take our order. Reluctantly I put in my order. Disgruntled, I said to Lori, "I don't appreciate the way that other lady was speaking to me"
Lori replied, "She thought you were from across the street. From the Restaurant Depot (restaurant supply store in the adjacent building). "
I refuted, "Why would she think that?"
Lori, " Oh. Because of what you were wearing. We thought you worked there"
Mind you, I was just wearing a T-shirt (with another business on it), shorts and a hat.
Then I thought to myself, "What does the Restaurant Depot have anything to do with me taking pictures" and I was more even more confused.
If they are using mistaken identity for an excuse for why they treated me with such disrespect, that's pathetic.
I lost my appetite by that time. I hadn't even eaten by then but this exchange left a bad taste in my mouth.
By the way, Jenna never came over to give an apology
Turns out, Jenna is the assistant manager, which is more shameful.
That being said, they can't control what pictures I now post.
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NOW FOR A WILD, BUT BERRY HONEST REVIEW OF THE FOOD
CRUNCHY FRENCH TOAST. First impression: Was it stepped on?
It tasted like French Toast from France! (As in, mailed from France in a bubble mailer envelope and took 7 business days to be delivered on a plate. But it in all seriousness, it seriously had no business being on the menu. Underwhelming is an understatement.
CHICKEN FRIED STEAK was a Chicken Fried MISTAKE. It tasted like cafeteria food. It must have been a premade patty that was heated up, along with the gravy that tasted like it was from a can.
The HASH BROWNS were BURNT. The easiest food to cook and they managed to burn it.
Apparently, the only side they served well was SIDE EYE.
The food is BERRY AVERAGE. Nothing memorable or worth going back for. If you thought Denny's became notorious for being basic and average, Wildberries said, "Not so fast! There's room for 2 in this town for boring food.
Guy Fierri would pass this place on the way to Flavor-Town.
The owner was thinking, "I bet we can make a great breakfast spot that will rival IHOPs.
Gordon Ramsey would have a field day here, "I see your Tired Food, and raise you, Sour Attitude."
I can't believe I paid more than $20 for this food, which is a step up from a microwave frozen dinner. Because all it was, was premade food that was heated / burned.
You're just as well better off going to Waffle House and a Cracker's & Co. nearby. Hell, there's a Jack in the Box down the street! read more