My wife and I rarely go now. If we do, it’s breakfast only. They’ve screwed everything else up.
I used to drive the Missouri to Arizona roadways with Michigan and Texas thrown in. Hit a lot of Cracker Barrels as the wife liked the Lemon Pepper broiled trout. I was also picking up candy.
They began to screw up their menu, cutting out prepared food and going to deep fried crap.
Their incisiveness caused them to accept employees that look like they went to Mad Max reunion or stuck their face in a tackle box — freak show.