Went to the Boiler Room today for Fathers Day breakfast.
The service was friendly and the atmosphere was inviting.
That’s where the accolades end…
The breakfast tasted like it was precooked and then heated up in the deep fryer, where it died a most untimely death.
Everything was covered in grease, including my scrambled eggs.
My wife ordered eggs over easy and received them hard and overcooked.
By the time she got a replacement, I’d sampled each of the greasy offerings on my plate and passed on completing the breakfast. My wife made the same decision.
The waitress was apologetic and wished us a better finish to the day.
Very disappointing for a $60 breakfast.