I’ve been known to have an opinion about a thing or two. And I’ve been known to sometimes share them. Fact is, there are a lot of things wrong with the world, and I have some solutions. Now, if only people would listen.
So while I am in the political minority at Sandy’s restaurant, I feel comfortable here because the diners are loudly solving all the world’s problems. Deadbeats (individual and corporate); religion (mainstream and otherwise); legal matters (tax laws, tort reform) — all varieties of trouble with the world were debated and being solved over enormous plates of delicious food.
We can disagree on the finer points of our “welfare state” or the “military industrial complex” or whether Obama is Swedish or eating ostrich is “wrong,” but one thing we all can agree on is deliciousness.
If you’re ever out in this part of the world, the faraway part of Colorado Springs east of town, it’s definitely worth stopping in at Sandy’s.
The good: Customer service. Fantastic. The server sensed that Adrienne didn’t want to eat an entire order of the pancakes, so she offered a single pancake at a reduced cost even though it wasn’t on the menu. Coffees were fresh and strong and refilled frequently. Genuine kindness and courtesy. Excellent portions. Affordable.
The bad: Not much. But again with a business that doesn’t take debit or credit cards. I don’t believe I will ever understand this. Crazy hours. They close at 2 p.m. or something. I suppose that’s par for the course with diners like this, so it’s really not too terrible. In my ideal world, though, everything’s open 24 hours.
I had corned-beef hash, with three eggs (over-medium) and hash browns. Wheat toast (tasted home-made). The pancake isn't mine.
Adrienne didn't want the full order of pancakes, so the server suggested a single pancake. It rivals Maggie Mae's pancakes for best in the Springs.
The burger at Sandy's was very good, and so were the fries. Add Sandy's to the list of places to go for a good burger.
So go to Sandy’s. Solve the world’s problems. And also, don’t eat ostrich. What’s wrong with you?