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I went to Olive Garden about a month ago, for the first time in a good decade or so.
Good lord, the salad was the worst I've ever had, the breadsticks tasted like cardboard soaked in garlic salt, and the entre was a complete joke. A mediocre, nearly flavorless pasta, with the tinyest, most pathetic excuse for a chicken breast I've ever seen. The sauce on said chicken breast, I'll admit, was pretty good. Too bad the chicken breast was only about THE SIZE OF A FIFTY CENT PIECE! Seriously, they must have cut it off one of those cornish game hens or something because it was pathetic.
And the best part...this plate of soul crushing disappointment costed lik $25! I mean really!?!?
Yes, The Olive Garden is terrible, awful, overpriced, and absolutely horrible, and the people who continuously flock there need their tastebuds examined.
I smurfing hate Golden Corral and it has nothing to do with their food.
I get so disgusted watching so many obese Americans shoveling a bottomless amount of food into their gullets all at once. Ugh it is like watching pigs eat from a trough
Lumberton Golden Corral
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When I was a chil'en, my favorite restaurant was Cracker Barrel.
Cracker Barrel is redneck central. A buddy of mine in college used to work there and it was so very appropriate. I didn't even include it in my list of terrible places because I don't know anyone of any intelligence (capable of knowing better) who actually likes the place.
That is hilarious.
It was a) the third time she had met her mystery man from the internet, b) the first time her children had met him, c) the night before the wedding.
Thankfully it all turned out well in the end and he wasn't a serial axe murderer, but it was very Golden Corral-appropriate.
I can safely say that I have never stepped foot inside a Cracker Barrel. Looking at it from afar is enough to make me want to take a long, scalding hot shower.
I have never been to a cracker barrel and I have been once to a Golden Corral and I did not mind it.
Oh, there's a restaurant near where I used to live called Nickels that my old babysitter was obsessed with and she took me there 3 times a week. I was never a fan of it in the first place but after going that often I now strongly dislike it.