Judy Simple Simon

You know what? I’m not coming back to this place. We came in for breakfast like we do a lot and I’m not sure if there is a whole new staff or what but our experience was terrible!
We walked in and women were talking to one another behind the counter and were just walking around without purpose. We wanted to sit at the counter like we always do and it was oily and gross. The back table was covered in dirty dishes and trash and every table we looked at was gross. We found one that was the least gross and sat down. We ordered a coke, and two orange juices. The woman came back with the oj and then eventually brought a coffee. I never got a drink. So my husband and I looked at each other and just said we were leaving because we knew if the tables were in that shape then we didn’t want to eat the food because there is no telling when they washed their hands last. We left the oj unopened and the coffee that wasn’t even ordered, untouched. I told the woman we were leaving and she just said «okay» and never bothered to ask why. Poor service. Where is the normal morning breakfast lady and her husky sidekick?

Food and service are very good, with the standard fare (omelets, burgers, etc.) but with some Southern options (e.g., grits). This is a classic 1940s-​era style diner, complete with permanent-​circle chair counter seating in clear view of the grill, small tile flooring, etc. Local paper says it dates back to 1956. If you are into nostalgia diners, THIS place is a MUST.

We needed a place for a quick breakfast without leaving downtown Spartanburg. On a Sunday morning. Spartanburg provides! There were several options and we pretty much went here because of, well. their sign. I mean have you SEEN it?
This is a Southern diner, with Southern diner food. Like Waffle House, okay. If– IF– WH had aquamarine-​tiled walls and coral pink doorways. And Sinatra movie posters, and Elvis and Johnny Cash on the walls. And French toast. And liver mush, oh yes.
And just like your local hardware place or book store is better than Walmart — this is better than Waffle House.
French toast, eggs, bacon, the aforementioned liver mush. Pancakes for the kids. Three cups of coffee. All delicious.
Only regret– I felt like it was tad bit early to try the chicken fried steak special. I know I could have had it, probably should have. But we need a reason to come back, too.