A. R.
Yelp
I spent 1/24th of my joyful day waiting in line to be seated on a tarp covered porch with clear plastic "viewing sections" of the park to preserve the down home atmosphere. The hostess was dutiful, as was our waitress but something is definitely missing here. Due to hunger related misjudgment, I ordered the deluxe deviled eggs with special bacon, which seemed straight out of the freezer. Yes, deviled eggs from a freezer. We did not fuss over who got to eat the last one, but who had to. You might need to read that last line again.
Everyone at our table ordered something different for dinner but each meal eventually materialized as a variation of the same four ingredients. Salt is the common denominator of each dish so if you are prone to any medical condition that would be aggravated by sodium, you would be wise to seek nourishment elsewhere.
When the vomiting commenced at the table behind us and the subsequent cleanup by the staff, with the overwhelming pungent absorbing material and slop mop happened, we knew we were past the point of no return. Should this happen again and Granny Ogle is reading this, please view this wikiHow: https://bit.ly/2QCoOOO
The assistant manager tried to make the best of the vomit situation and charged us only for what we ate, making sure to go person by person at the table and looking how much was missing from each plate before deciding on the final tally. If you're still reading, you know what to do. Run, don't walk, from Granny Ogle's!