International House of Pancakes

IHOP. You gotta love IHOP. Open late. Greasy spoon. Good stuff.

My favorite IHOP in Seattle. why? it’s 24 hours, the staff are sooooo cool to talk to, the service is always impeccable, the food is proper, and the ambience!!! eff the ambience. i used to come here at 2, 3, 4, or 5 in the morning after the club or just a late night craving. i always make my friends bring me here. there are other drunks just like us, we all are loud and obnoxious… we blurt out obscene things, a whole lot of sillyness, and chain smoke like it’s going out of style. if you’re the type that get annoyed of people like that and a laid-​back (maybe a lil too laid back) service… then it’s so not the place for you. head over to IHOP on broadway. heheh.

I’ll just come out and say it: this place just sucks complete ass. It is by far one of the most horrible restaurants I have ever been to.
I went there with a group of about ten after a capture the flag game at 2 AM. The waitress took forever to show up at our table. When she finally got to us, she seemed irritated, almost angry. All because we were having some trouble making up our minds.
Now I know, in a perfect world, we would all know exactly what we want and order with clear articulation. But seriously, I think part of the job description of a food service position is that you have to deal with customers who take a second to decide what they want.
When I asked for french toast, the waitress asked how I wanted it. I said, «Plain.» Yes, I like my french toast plain. Call me strange, but that’s my deal. I just put some syrup on afterward. Of course, the waitress informed me that plain wouldn’t work, because it doesn’t taste good, and I should get strawberry.
Now, let me tell you, I despise strawberry, or any other type of topping available for french toast at IHOP. I just wanted my french toast plain, damn it! So of course, we ended up getting in an argument over whether I should get my french toast plain or with strawberry topping. In the end, I finally gave in and got my french toast with strawberry and just gave it to a friend.
And the sausage sucked. It was seriously the puniest sausage I’ve ever seen. So, I will now end my rant by summarizing: don’t ever go here except in the most dire circumstances.