Hang in there... It's a long one!
After working up an appetite at the CIBC Run for the Cure this past Sunday, my team and I went to Chicago's Diner on Queen West for brunch. While we knew it wasn't the most popular place (the only spot on Queen that morning with space on the patio) we thought we'd give it a try. Who knew it would be one of the worst brunches EVER?
We walked through the rather empty restaurant (only two other tables filled) and sat our party of 8 on the back patio. I ordered the "All Day Breakfast" that came with three eggs (which I ordered sunny-side-up), bacon, sausage, hash-browns and toast. After a very long wait, my order arrived, luke warm and with the added bonus of an eyelash mired in the thick layer of grease that coated my over-easy eggs. After explaining to the server that I'd like some eggs without human hair he took the plate away and then returned to ask "so uh, what do you want me to do with your eggs?" Lovely.
After the plate returned, the eggs were done correctly and piping hot but now dripping in even more grease which collected in the bottom of my plate saturating my cold hash-browns, dry toast and meats. Starving at this point, I ate the meal vowing never to return.
This was not the only awful experience at the table. The poor woman beside me ordered the Pad Thai which was apparently tossed in a disgusting tomato wing sauce. She sent it back in favor of a plate of fries.
All in all: two out of eight orders had gone horribly wrong; the remaining six were alright; the hash-browns (when still warm and dry) were tasty; and the service was infrequent and awkward (all of the servers seemed very tense and bitter... poor management perhaps?).
Probably a decent place for a beer but not for anything that requires more skill than a club sandwich.