Country Grill

Honestly I really thought I had experienced the worst service and food Detroit had to offer when I went to the Detroit Breakfast House but man was I wrong!
The coffee was as if they had soaked an old work boot in hot water and called it coffee. First it came in a CRUSTY cup so i sent it back. It was a hard crust not just something that could be wiped off. THEN the «clean» cup came with nice pink lipstick marks on it. I waited 10 mins for that a-​hole waitress to come and she never did so i went up to the counter and asked for a CLEAN cup of coffee. I should have stuck with the water. After all that I could have at least had enjoyed it. WRONG!
Getting back to the waitress or lack there of. We sit down and wait. Oh and wait. Yep and wait some more. Finally after the 2 gals who were apparently waitresses were done fighting over what sections they were supposed to be working with someone who was maybe their manager she came to the table with an attitude to make a grown person cry. Little did she know I had already had a go round with the coffee person. I was ready for what Sassy McNasty had to offer.
She took our order and 25 mins later our cold breakfast arrived. I picked thru the rubber omelet for the edible vegetables. Not many.
At this point I had to use the ladies room so I go to walk in the ONE single bathroom they have for women and one of the waitresses is in there not using it, not washing her hands but in there on her CELL PHONE and she pushed the door shut on me. Mind you I had to go and just as I was about to go in the men’s room she came out and put her unwashed nasty hand on my bare shoulder and said she was using the phone calling her son because she needed a oil change?
Oh really? Me too what time can i drop my car off? WTF Lady like I care use your phone in the back not in a restroom! so I make it back to my seat after using the dirty TPless restroom and said waitress walks by my table 3 more times and touches me.
Now I don’t mind people as a matter of fact I like people lots and lots, but don’t touch my bare skin with your dirty hand after who knows what you were doing in the rest room and you are also serving food!!!
When we left i told the lady at the register who I think may have been the manager that is was the worst food and service I had ever had. I also said it quietly and in the most polite way possible and her answer was (insert attitude here) sorry about that! as she slammed the drawer shut on the register.
At that point I snatched what tip money my BF was going to leave out of his hand and said tips are earned! And we left!
SKANKY DIRTY NASTY!!!
It so wholesome looking from the outside but don’t be fooled by this house of grossness!!!

You spot this place set back off Mack, looking like a charming, cabiney old-​school family eatin’ place. This is the kind of spot you hope is a hidden gem with great food. It kind of was when it was Mama Lochriccio’s but honey those days are gone!
One recent afternoon as I ate a mediocre veggie pita in a torn-​up booth, my mealtime entertainment was the owner or manager (he kept getting up in street clothes and going behind the counter, asking the servers to do this or that) having a conversation with buddies in the booth behind me about how his wife or girlfriend was not allowed to have male friends because this upsets him and it’s not «cool in his culture», but when he wants to go to strip clubs with his friends she can’t say anything because «she knew I was like this when she got with me.» If you are reading this, you are lucky I’d just passed out at the doctor’s from having blood drawn and was feeling extremely weak, as you would have had a very unwelcome fourth side of the conversation going Aunt Esther on your A**!!
The one other time I attempted to eat there, my man and I were FAMISHED (read: heinously hungover) on a weekend morning, and, brandishing their delivery coupon on the back of a Kroger’s receipt, I said «Voila!» We were desperate, and how can you get breakfast wrong? After being instantly hung up upon, I called back again and was put on hold til it was obvious they forgot I was on the line. Calling a third time and after another extensive hold, they took our order and said it’d be here in 45 minutes to an hour. My phone rang 20 minutes later-​it was an older chick from Country Grill informing me that they weren’t delivering that day after all. We were so hungry by then I could have cried. That was it-​I said well this is the last straw-​you lost a customer, and she couldn’t have cared less. AVOID.
This place is awful. Please, Mama Lochriccio. come back.how we jones for your lovin from the oven!

I should have written this review two weeks ago when my memory was fresh, but here’s the gist:
the place had MAYBE three tables when we walked in for breakfast. it took about 15 minutes just to get our overly tanned waitress to take our order. 20 minutes AFTER WE ORDERED still no food the tan lady came to say she didn’t know why the food was taking so long, and in the process spit food out on our table. she casually picked it up and flicked it right between my grandmother’s back and the booth. right after that we decided to get up and leave. we threw down $ 4 for the coffee and got out!
never EVER EVER go there.

I can’t believe I ate here; but I was so hungry. The place was dirty all the way around — I had to remove the pieces of meat from my seat before sitting down. I cannot relive this experience any more than to say that the vegetables were mushy, the bread was crunchy, and the meat tasted old. The mashed potatos were the highlight of the meal. I shant return.