I had to go out to the Laurel Highlands again today, so I decided to eat at the Cracker Barrel in New Stanton for breakfast. Several interesting occurrences ensued. First, I was seated next to a group of redneck guys who were using the F-word in polite conversation to each other. These guys looked like they came right out of the shallow end of the gene pool, so I guess they didn't know any better. Second, right in the middle of taking my order, my waitress let out a loud belch. You just don't see that every day, do you? Finally, my grits were terrible (lukewarm, too runny, and tasted bad) so when the happy cashier asked how my breakfast was, I told him about the crummy grits. He totally ignored my complaint and just gave me my change. I wish these people would stop asking me about my meal if they're not going to pay attention to my answer.
Coffee: Excellent
Food: Excellent except for the grits
Service: Excellent except for the belch
Ambience: Excellent except for the swearing rednecks
Newspaper: Prepurchased in Pittsburgh at Walgreen's
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