Originally Posted by sa meredith
So Friday morning, I made the 20 minute drive over to Kitchen Cravings, simply because I was intrigued by this thread.
It actually took me a second to figure out how to drive into the lot, but no biggie. There is no access from the main road.
Anyway...I have to say I experienced a little bit of everything posted through out this thread. I was very impressed with the dining room upon entering...looked just plain great. And all the old photots on the walls...perfect "lake" atmosphere.
Terrible greeting...almost felt like I was bothering them at first. I walked in, no wait, and didn't know if it was "seat yourself" or "wait to be seated". Is there anything worse than going to a place for the first time, and you have that awkward pause when you first enter, not being sure of what to do?
Put a sign up, or train your employees to be sure, no matter how busy, to greet every new arrival (with a smile, by the way...people seemed pretty grumpy there). Anyway, I actaully had to ask, and a woman led me over to the famous "half tables". I was solo, by the way.
OK...no need for discussion here...these half table are rotten, rotten, rotten! Take them out today. No maybe...no saying "that's just your opinion". It's a fact. They are terrible. I'm sitting there, alone, facing the wall...which is only two feet from my face. I am sitting with my back to everyone in a room, staring at a wall. Think about this for a second.
Now, there are some neat photos in this place. Some really great ones. They make you want to get up and walk around to see them all. But, imagine what happens everytime I turn to look around. A waitress thinks I am trying to get her attention. And that's good...a waitress checking if you need something. But each time I would turn someone would come by. And I became pretty familiar with the three pictures in my face, so I was curious to look around a bit. But after three games of cat and mouse..."oh, do you need something?" "oh, no, I'm fine. Thank you for asking." I decided to get lost in my newspaper.
After the initial greeting, I must say, the service turned out very good, and there were several smiles.
I found the menu very busy...very busy! So many things and different options. I got eggs and hash, potatoes, white toasts. Sorry, and maybe it was a fluke, but thumbs down. Way down. The scrambled eggs were...let's see, imagine putting two eggs on a grill like you were going to make them over easy, but decide to run a fork back and forth thru them (before they are cooked) and them wait and turn them with a spacheler. The eggs were on the plate, and looked like a round, yellow, over cooked pancake. Like no other scambled eggs I have ever had.
The hash was dehydrated strings of corned beef, over some chukns of redskin potatoes...maybe it was just not "my taste", but I didn't really care for it. So, I was not crazy about the food...but I honestly don't hold it against them. Maybe I just ordered the wrong thing. There are many other itmes to choose...but they did miss the mark on the eggs. Did I tell them?
Of course not. Maybe that is just the way they do it there. And did I ask for a different table? No, as I don't think it would be fair to tie up a table for 6 for just me.
And, although this may sound like a negative review, it really isn't. I just didn't care for what I ordered. Would I go back??? Not really my ideal breakfast place. But I would HIGHLY recommend it to someone, like, say, my parents. Older retired folks, who would prefer a slighly more upscale place for breakfast than a diner. It would be perfect for them. And they would love the look of the dining room...nice atmosphere.
But the half tables????? Burn them this afternoon.
Go Sox!
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