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Scottie's Cafe and Grill
There's this restaurant up the road sitting between a nursery (enter through the rear parking lot) and a gas station. From the parking lot, there's nothing particularly attractive about the place, and seeing it connected to the gas station does nothing to elevate the confidence, assuming one has any particular experience with gas station eateries. Many such places are fast food, but this particularly greasy spoon has a few choice words on the sign that might draw attention, one of which is "catering." The other set of words is "kids eat free, Wednesdays." One other feature might make one curious enough to stop in: the number of cars in the parking lot who are not patrons of the gas station next door. I'm talking about Scottie's Cafe and Grill.
Looking the menu, one understands right away why this place is so popular. They have everything.
- Feel like a hamburger? Try the Monster Burger
- Feel like Italian? Get the Lasangia or the Pizza
- Feeling Greek? Try the Gyro Platter
- Want Seafood? There's always shrimp
- How about Comfort Food? Try the 10 oz. Hamburger Steak
- Or go Chinese. Or Mexican.
- Or just get a steak.
But let me warn you. Don't eat all day before you go. I've never seen a person leave this place without taking food home with them. Their portions are HUGE.
You know when you go to Olive Garden and they bring you that big bowl of salad to share with the table? That's ONE serving of their Chef Salad.
Here's a pic of my French Dip (with fork, to show the size of the sandwich). I ate on that thing for two whole days!
I told the waitress that the next time I come to eat there, be sure to ask "are you sure?" when I order.
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