Frisch’s Big Boy

While in Corydon attending a funeral my wife and I stopped in for a bite. The service was great and I ordered a Big Boy platter. The amount of sauce on the sandwich was so great it flowed over my hands and quite unpleasant in such a quantity.
They get such a high mark for the Service.

I have eaten at this restaurant over the years and Victroia T must have a big grudge against something. This place is rarely empty. The food is good and it is always clean there. The service is also good.

They could have served me a pile of trash and I would still give this place 5 stars based solely on their fantastic service.
My wife and I were driving through on our way to Louisville late one night, and they were just about to close up. In fact, while we were eating, the staff was hilariously begging the manager to just let them go home already. But being there didn’t stop them from serving us with a big smile and some of the most honest, wonderful service I’ve ever had.
I hope Kayla, our server, reads this at some point, so she’ll know what a great job she did. She got the biggest tip I’ve ever left anyone.
But all that aside, you might not get Kayla. You might get someone less awesome. The food is just as great! The burgers we got were cheap, but super tasty, and the sides were awesome too! We even got dessert, and both of the things we got were fantastic. If this is the level of quality you can get 30 minutes before closing time, I have no idea why this place doesn’t have better reviews.

Pretty decent. Nothing special but not horrible. Food is kind of bland but not uneatable, and I do like the big boy burger itself.

I have stopped by this place a few times while traveling over the years. The salad/​soup/​fruit bar was very good. We also had the open-​faced roastbeef which i would recommend. It was fairly packed for the middle of the week. Had to buy the «Big Boy» bank for my little one, its part of Americana!

This place is fucking depressing.
It’s always empty. If there are people in there, they are few and silent.
The waitstaff is even less talkative.
I’m tempted to spike the soup of the day with Prozac.
Anyway.
The food. Not good. Maybe that’s why everyone is so bummed out.