drainedThis was back in 2009, and to this day I haven't been back to that particular Denny's. I wouldn't go back there if you paid me.
Anyway, it was around 11:30pm on a Friday night, and my boyfriend, a couple of friends and I decided we were hungry. So we decided to go to the 24 hour Denny's near my bf's house.
When we arrived, it was almost deserted, only about two other tables were occupied in the whole restaurant. We were seated, given menus and the waiter practically ran off at top speed. We looked at our menus, and waited for the waiter to come back to take drink orders. And waited. Finally, after what felt like ten minutes, he finally reappeared and took our drink orders. I asked for some ice water as I wasn't in the mood for anything else.
We were also ready to order our food, but before we could even tell him that, he ran off again. Five minutes later, he brought the drinks. My bf and friends had ordered milkshakes & a Coke, and theirs was fine. But my water was a little... off. The ice in the water was practically melted, like it had been sitting out for awhile before he brought it to me. I touched the glass and it wasn't even cold.
The waiter took our food orders, and just before he sped off again, I asked for a new glass of water. He gave me an cold look and said "Why?" all suspiciously. I politely told him the ice was almost melted. He *snatched* the glass from the table, gave me the look of death and stomped off. My bf, friends and I thought it was weird how he'd acted. He'd acted like I'd just told him I'd killed somebody or something :\
Anyway, another five minutes later, he brought back my water, thankfully with non melted ice. I said thank you and he stomped off again not even acknowledging us. We chatted between ourselves, waiting for our food. It shouldn't have taken too long because the place was empty, and we hadn't ordered anything complicated or huge.
Finally after about 20 minutes, the food arrived. I'd ordered potato wedges with cheese and sour cream. It looked good, and I began eating. The cheese tasted a little weird to me after I'd eaten a quarter of it, but I couldn't put my finger on it. My bf saw me staring at my food and asked what was up. I said the cheese tasted odd, and told him to try it. He did so and agreed with me. He said to avoid it, so I did.
We finished eating, and agreed the food wasn't that great (my friends and bf hadn't really enjoyed their meals either). We also realised our grumpy waiter hadn't been back to check on us and asked if we wanted refills on our drinks or anything. We decided to fill in the comment card that was on the table, and informed them about the waiter and the bad food.
We went to pay, and the grumpy waiter was at the front desk. He got mad at us when we wanted to pay for our meals individually - I have no clue why, as Denny's has always let us pay individually. My friend went to put the comment card in the box provided, but the moment he did, the waiter snatched it up and began reading it! Guess he wanted to know whether we mentioned him or not :P You should have seen his face lol. Thankfully, by then we'd all paid and could leave.
Later on that night, I got *really* sick. So sick, I was vomiting everywhere. I'm SURE it was the dodgy cheese on those wedges. It had to have been, as my bf and I had been together all day and we'd eaten the same food up until then and he was fine. Thank you Denny's, you made me throw up :P
Like I said, I won't step foot in that Denny's ever again. I have been to a couple of their other locations though, and they were wonderful.