Stopped in at Grumpy’s for a burger and desert. First let me preface I use a service dog for PTSD… Server, very good. Food made to request, ok, burger was over cooked… but palatable. The name of the restaurant is more then appropriate. We entered, greeted well by our server. Made it through burger and desert and at the counter to pay our ticket. While waiting«Grumpy» the owner opened his mouth to prove it. He asked if my service dog was my friend or what… I offered his service ID which he declined to check. Then proceeded to tell me he didn’t appreciate service dogs in his restaurant. We paid, and Grumpy we won’t be back and I’ll be spreading the word.
