After procuring RRC fastpasses it was now time to head back the other way again and take a slow walk back to Prime Time for our early lunch.
Ok, hold it, , This review takes place in September of 2011, ok, now it's official.
But much of this review is aimed toward the strange woman by the bathrooms.....
I think we have eaten here 3 times before,,, and finally,
finally we have learned.
Yes grasshopper, I shall tell you that which has been gleaned by the nebo family over multiple Prime Time viewings.
Split a plate.
Yes, that's all you really need to know.
No, don't karate chop a plate in half, I mean, split an order.
This is the perfect, just perfect resaurant to do this, especially for
those of you who are like me,,, embarrassed to do this.
You know,, 'cuz you look CHEAP!
Exhibit A will be the chicken:
"Cheap Cheap Cheap."
I mean, "buk, buk, buk."
The fried chicken here is terrific, maybe even better than Poop de Doo, (another review that remains unpublished), but you'll never finish it, and if you do manage to finish, more than likely you are done for the day. These are not your Publix or Jewel sized chicken pieces,,,,did you ever see Mysterious Island? The original with the big chicken?
Well that chicken didn't need to come with fries.
What we finally did for the first time was split an order.
We started with an order of onion rings, which are just great here, and I think the name is "Onion Rings for Two", and they seem to be the same as at Flame Tree BBQ, then we split a chocolate milk shake, our sever brought us an extra glass and after filling up both glasses, there was still some shake left over in the big, metal cannister glass/cup.
There is something about looking at a milk shake in a real glass,,, and then looking right behind it at the big metal decanter that still has a bunch left in it,,,, well,, now that's love.
And no, our server didn't look down on us for being cheap, not at all.
Well, at least not in front of us,,, and that's all that matters.
This was the first time we have eaten here and didn't get a table with a tv, but it was ok, one was right across from us.
The chicken came with mashed potatoes and "I thought" green beans, but Smidgy said it was "seasonal greens",
she asked if along with an extra plate we could get two servings of potatoes instead of the green crap, and that's exactly how it worked out.
Our one lunch order with appetizer got us both onion rings, a milk shake, mashed potatoes and two pieces of chicken,,, I got the leg and a breast, her a wing and a prayer. I mean thigh. sorry,
But one thing I couldn't do was get our "Mom", the server, and for once we had an older woman to really play the part, get mad at me and reprimand me.
This was very confusing to me, I usually have no problem getting people mad at me, but not her.
I left my hat on.
I put my elbows on the table.
I didn't pick up my glass with my pinky sticking out. (no, never did understand that one)
I even kicked Diane's shin under the table to make her say; "He's kicking me, he's kicking me," but to no avail.
We still both ended up stuffed, even left some onion rings and milk shake,,, man,, is that ever rich and the scary thing is, they even have a "malt" option.
We paid, then Diane said she needed the bathroom before we leave, I told her me too and I'll meet you outside.
Do you remember how I said I seem to have gone from a "chick magnet" to a "Looney Bird" magnet the last few years?
Cue up the latest Loney Bird.
The restrooms are down a long hallway here, first you pass the woman's on the right and a little further down is the men's on the right also. And boy, was there a line for the woman's bathroom, there was even a line for the men's room, but just one guy.
When a guy came out of the john, I expected him to go in, but he just stood there. Ok, I figured he's just weird and went around him and opened the door.
It was crowded, but I was only one back at a urinal, when done I rinsed my hands and walked out.
Strange guy was still standing there. Why? Don't know, didn't see any kids in there he could have been waiting for.
Just then it was really busy with people rushing in and out, and a woman came up to me with a styrofoam container in her hands.
Here is where I'm afraid I'm going to be a lousy trip report writer, and leave you with an Alfred Hitchcock ending which is essentially, no ending, like the Birds.
She was about 30 or so, and spoke little English.
When I came out she rushed up to me, with an imploring, pleading look on her face and I got out of her that the line to the woman's bathroom is too long and she just can't wait any longer.
Yeah, I know.
I started to back away, afraid to find out what my role in her problem was going to be, but she desperately reached out and grabbed my shirt to stop me from leaving.
I'm glancing around for maybe security.
But after some rapid fire barely intelligable dialogue, and her getting frustrated I didn't understand her, which resulted in some pretty amusing pantomimes by her in desperation, I did
figure out what she wanted me to do, and I did it for her.
She was the mime at Prime Time.
I took the styrofoam container she was holding back into the restroom, took off the lid and saw it was little more than half full of God knows what, then went to the sink and filled it to the top with cold water and put the top back on.
Nope, have no idea what it was, but when I came out she grabbed it out of my hands and without even looking thanked me and ran away. Then, the weird guy still standing there shrugged his shoulders and turned and stumbled after her.
Time after time, I have laid in my bed or on the couch trying to come up with a valid story for this, to nothing that satisfies me.
Anyway, Prime Time is one of our favorites,,,, however....
I'm not sure if they have changed a recipe or not, but I, we, are both big mashed potatoes fans,, but not here anymore. I'm not certain if they have always been this way, or it's something new, but there was definately something in there neither of us liked, some kind of spice we couldn't name.
Like Hemlock.
Yes, just rembered the potato thing, otherwise it would have been a great meal, I may go with fries next time.
The first timie we ate here,,,back in '92 I ordered meat loaf,, and it was not the kind I grew up with, but more like the type Smidgy grew up with,,,,more loafy and with a tomatoe sauce glace,,,,, to me,, meat loaf meant mashed potatoes and tons of brown gravy,,,, I'm not sure how they do it now,,,, but like I said,,,, really disappointed with the mased potatos.
It's also hit or miss on weather or not you get a good mom, go there for the oldie shows and the chicken,,, if you get a good mom consider it a bonus.
you still crack me up!!!
