This was a heartbreaker, because that Cadet Omelette with fresh spinach and whole mushrooms would have otherwise been perfect. The omelet choices are ambitious and delicious if you can get past the silly names. And if you can drag out of bed with the sun, omelets are half price on weekdays from 6 to 7 a.m. The Hollandaise sauce had the color of butterscotch and the taste of overly-floured gravy. Service was gruff and, in the busboy's case, downright dangerous.
Someone needs to tell the lad to handle silverware on the handle end.
Very tangy, very good and a surprise from a previous visit when the potatoes were more mashed than sliced. The opposite is true on the O'Furry's side. The food will kill you, but the people who work there are awfully nice. Never have four cast-iron tummies suffered so much. And so needlessly.