A diner from Mount Pocono, PA
Dec 5, 2009
If you enjoy wilted salad, bathrooms that are downright foul, and vacuum cleaners running while you attempt to scoff down the swill that would turn the stomach of a swine flue sow, then Big Daddy's is the place for you.
This place was once a local favorite when it was The Highlands and quite nice as Big Daddy's with the previous owner, but the new owners have turned this establishment into a gastronomical nightmare.
The tormentors have no interest in keeping dining hours past 8:00 pm, and the staff constantly vacuums as you're eating. I would typically fuss about this but I imagine that the Health Department insists that they constantly clean to purge the place of the vomit that their food induces.
Hey, just look at the place. The stupid fake cow they have out front has a leg missing. That's either the only reason that the bulemic bovine hasn't fled yet or they used that for their nasty "rib dish".
The only reason that I even gave this place one star was because I thought that I couldn't go lower, however, one visit to Big Daddy's showed me new lows.
They sell Big Daddy's underwear at the bar. I thought that was tacky, but I soon realized that they are a rapid necessity once their compost rushes through your system.
If you oppose this review, or have recently swilled there, you might be suffering from mad cow disease, so contact the Center for Disease Control before that 3 legged hiefer does.
This place was once a local favorite when it was The Highlands and quite nice as Big Daddy's with the previous owner, but the new owners have turned this establishment into a gastronomical nightmare.
The tormentors have no interest in keeping dining hours past 8:00 pm, and the staff constantly vacuums as you're eating. I would typically fuss about this but I imagine that the Health Department insists that they constantly clean to purge the place of the vomit that their food induces.
Hey, just look at the place. The stupid fake cow they have out front has a leg missing. That's either the only reason that the bulemic bovine hasn't fled yet or they used that for their nasty "rib dish".
The only reason that I even gave this place one star was because I thought that I couldn't go lower, however, one visit to Big Daddy's showed me new lows.
They sell Big Daddy's underwear at the bar. I thought that was tacky, but I soon realized that they are a rapid necessity once their compost rushes through your system.
If you oppose this review, or have recently swilled there, you might be suffering from mad cow disease, so contact the Center for Disease Control before that 3 legged hiefer does.
