Devon & Clark/Ashland. Name of place. Thankfully cannot remember. Will I ever forget the Monte Cristo sandwich? I doubt it. Something didn't seem quite right. Once a 1/3 of a 1/2 of a sandwich was eaten I turned it over. Ahhh. Nothing like a raw egg sandwich. The cook hadn't bothered to grill the other side. Never, never again. The place was not clean. The ice tea came with about 3 pieces of ice. And the clientele had about four teeth total (including wait staff). Brought to you by the good people of "We don't give a flying rat's ass - you'll eat it and you'll like it". Leonas. Need I say more?