What makes hashbrowns is often the most noticiable change I encounter. Here the potatos were cubicle and hard. Nothing very exciting. The onions and peppers were similar, which is something I still don't get.
The sausage links were the size of hotdogs. They did not taste like a hotdog, but I kept looking for a bun.
The bacon was about right, but no shells were broken to make the eggs. I did notice later that the smaller breakfast links were beside the stack of western omelettes. I took neither.
The grits were not. Think a huge pot of instant. Very bland. Unsalted. The Promise butter substitute was not sufficient in any quantity.
The OJ was good and pulpy. The coffee was adequate.
I left with a fresh $21 charge on my room. And a wrinkled copy of USA Today.
Well, and a tum needing some quiet time.
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