This place has the decor of a country, crafty restaurant all dressed up for fall. The places begs for slightly frumpy waitresses who call you “hon.” But no. Instead, there are young, slick haired, muscular, tattooed boy/men servers who look like they just came from a failed teenage nightclub. Something is wrong with this apple land, country kitchen picture. What the hell. How about the food?
We were there for breakfast and the food was average...not good, not bad...average.
The potatoes were simply strange.
Apparently, they were thinly sliced, steamed, then fried in a lot of grease. They were limp and greasy and gooey.
So the boys in black will not be serving us again in apple land.
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