Huddle House
311 Hwy 82
Winona, Mississippi
(exit 184 off Rt 55)
Food: not great
Atmosphere: unbearable
Sometimes its more than just the food. Today's stop was for a simple salad. Enough said. But there are times a visit is required to see the atmosphere of a restaurant, and this one wins hands down.
First there was the cook. The only thing I can say is she must breath out of her ass, because she never shut up once for the entire time I was there - a total of 30 minutes - not even to inhale. I know how the Taliban feel in Guantanamo Bay with the constant music playing in the background. At the 15 minute mark, I was almost willing to tell her all I knew, if she would just shut up!
Second was Carol the waitress. She was a 50 triple F. Most times, to a guy, that's a good thing, but this was packaged in a Huddle House tee shirt and no bra. The triple F's hung to her waist. It looked like she had two cantaloupes in Wal-Mart shopping bags hanging from her shoulders. I was afraid to ask her for another cup of coffee because if she had spun around too quick she would have killed someone. Then again, that may have gotten rid of problem number one.
So if you're in the area, stop by for a cup of coffee, I don't recommend anything more than that, because this is all most people will be able to take.
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