I was at the Grandview Highway Pizza Hut on a Monday night, wanting to watch the fourth quarter of the Monday Night Football game between Pittsburgh and Cincinnati.
Unfortunately, they had the flatscreen on ABC, which was showing the game show “Jeopardy.”
Because she was busy, I didn’t get a chance to ask the server if it was possible to change the TV channel until I was halfway through my meal. She said she would ask the manager.
Alas, she didn’t come back with an answer until I was just wrapping up my meal. The answer was there was some issue with the TV, so they couldn’t do anything about it. I said it was okay – no big deal. (As it turned out, I missed a great ending as Pittsburgh was coming back during that time and eventually won on the last play of the game to come back from a 17-0 deficit.)
I ordered the Meaty Marinara – which was Italian-seasoned meat sauce and rotini pasta topped with pizza mozzarella.
The pasta was very filling, especially because it was served with breadsticks and I kept eating those things. Given the fact I’m not a big eater, I couldn’t finish either thing.
The TV thing was no issue. I was back five days later on a Saturday evening, and you might expect them to have Hockey Night in Canada on. But no, again it was ABC and they were showing some random program. I said nothing about the TV this time because it was no big deal.
I had their Creamy Chicken Alfredo, which was sliced grilled chicken breast tossed with rotini in alfredo sauce.
The big deal came when I was about 75% done with my meal. Now, this is not unusual in restaurants, where the server would bring your bill to your table and say, “No rush.” But in this instance when the (same) server brought my bill to my table, I wasn’t pleased because it felt like I was wasting their time and they were rushing me off. It wasn’t as though there were people wanting a table, so I was not pleased. I had thought about getting a dessert to go – I actually was – but since they weren’t welcoming me with this bill nonsense as I was still eating, I decided to forego the dessert.
So, I just had the pasta and that was it. It was creamy. Came with toast. It was good. The cubed chicken pieces were plentiful. It was all good.
The TV wasn’t a big deal. But rushing me off – or giving me the sense like they were doing that – means I will not be back anytime soon.
The one other comment is that on their menu, they had many of their items crossed out with some kind of black marker. Great. A restaurant without a full menu and too cheap to print out new ones.