by Sarah J on The new owner has really cleaned up the place, remodeled the back room and created a second bar allowing for more room and quicker service. The pizza is great!!
by George C. on I guess the problem is that I don't drink alcoholic beverages any more. Although, back when I did, there might have been a REAL problem at this place, because I was what you would call a pugnacious drunk and would've figured out a way to wade out into the jousting scene and join the fray. For that, I would've missed or forgotten dinner and given this place 5 stars. So, thank You, God, for straightening my life out in 1977. Unfortunately, I was dead sober so that I could suffer through each cheesy minute of the production involving barehanded eating and barely-there humor. When the end came, I RAN out of here and headed for the food court to get "better food". Johnny Rocket's servers will probably never forget the evening that an elderly fat man wearing a Georgia Tech T-shirt came screaming in demanding "a large chocolate shake NOW!" To top things off, when I clocked one star on this review, the tag line read "Eek! Methinks not". Evil, but befitting...
by Raymond Bostick on The name is the only majestic part of the place. It's a rundown greasy spoon that's in a convenient location if you're looking to sober up before driving anywhere or if you absolutely need food at 3 AM. The service really depends on how busy it is. Tempers get shorter and composure suffers as more and more people pile in on a Saturday night. It's understandable, considering that most of the clientele at that point is on their second or third wind of a long night out. The food is typical of any Waffle House, Huddle House, Denny's....you get the point. True, they have lots of options besides Waffles on the menu, but so do places like Waffle House (you just stay away from those items if you value your stomach).
