Originally Posted by
milepig
Ann Sathers - OMG. NO, just NO. A faint shadow of its former self. In a previous incarnation it was the safe place to take your parents from the small town who didn't want to be challenged. Now its just gross. There are fewer and fewer of us who remember Ann sitting in the front of the restaurant, always in a red dress.
I'm one of them and the waitress was always about 80 years old. If she liked you, you would get an extra cinnamon roll and you usually got a visit from Ann sometime during the meal.
