IHOP

Worst Ihop ever. Rude staff, chefs can’t cook. Pancakes were undercooked. Kimberly the server has an attitude over her mistakes. She never checked in on us and we had to constantly usher her to the table and beg for our check so we could finally leave. Mind you there were only three other tables and another server. My friend and I had the same exact order, we noticed the server charged her more so we let her know. She said “yeah I put it in differently, but you can pay now.” Without correcting the error. We ask her to change it and she starts aggressively tapping the IPad as if we’re asking for too much. She had the nerve look crazy because we didn’t tip! Waste of time and money, I will never go back. They seem to be deleting negative reviews and replacing them with a lot of positive revi

The cook David did an amazing job preparing the meals, I loved it. Hilda was so sweet and ensured we enjoyed our meal and everything was fine. 10/10 great job guys.

Haven't been to IHOP in awhile and the food is just like I remember, always quality and nostalgic. My server Hilda was amazing and it was nice to have someone who made you feel welcome. You can also tell David, the cook, knew what he was doing and did not disappoint in the slightest. Overall I'm very satisfied in coming here and would recommend 10/10.

The food was very good. I had the breakfast sampler and my wife ordered the banana pancakes, and we both enjoyed our meals. Our waitress, Nicole, was a sweetheart, very attentive and provided excellent service throughout our visit. The bathrooms could use some upgrading and a deeper cleaning, which is the only reason I wouldn’t normally give a full 5 stars. However, Nicole really went above and beyond, and her outstanding service made the experience even better overall.

It was horrible! When we walked in, we were not greeted at all. She grabbed two sets of plastic wear, two menus and started walking towards the table with no guidance and had a quick reminder that she forgot to ask how many. She held her hand out with more non-verbal come with her. We set down at the first table on the left. She had to speak to ask did we know what we wanted to eat. She asked us what we wanted to drink so we told her. That bench where I was sitting. I could smell the nasty food like where they cook the floor had, you know old food crumbs (kind of like the garbage cans in the alley. We sat there probably another 30-40 minutes before receiving our meals. So there was another small family group that were served late but drinks only so they paid for their drinks and left (mon