3839 Germantown Pike, Evansburg, PA 19426
In our neverending quest to find a good place for breakfast on the weekend, we finally were able to go here. I say finally, because we had had two aborted attempts to eat breakfast when there was not a free space in the parking lot.
This, to us, boded well.
Not so much.
The atmosphere is basic — nothing horrible, but nothing attractive; the TV blaring Saturday morning cartoons is a nice touch, if you like that sort of thing — the busgirl seemed to while I waited for coffee. Otherwise, the service was fine — generally attentive, and our orders were correct.
Rick had scrambled eggs, turkey sausage, and potatoes, which were strangely sweet; I think we finally agreed that they had drenched the poor things in Old Bay, which didn’t really result in anything I’d want to have again. I had the two-two-two, which were two decent but strangely glossy pancakes, two scrambled eggs, one piece of nice sausage, and two strips of bacon that were burnt and would have still tasted strange were they cooked properly. Deeg’s is apparently not so good with math, and only barely better with cooking: apparently I’m missing something because that full parking lot we encountered on previous occasions means someone thinks Deeg’s is something special, even if I don’t agree.
