Skooters Grill & Yogurt — Restaurant in Madisonville

There’s something about that burger I can’t shake, brother.

When it hit the table, I knew right away it wasn’t right. The patty wasn’t brown. It wasn’t charred. It was gray—smooth and shiny like it had been molded instead of cooked. No grill marks. No sizzling juices. Just oversized black pepper flakes scattered across the surface like someone tried to dress it up for the camera.

I thought maybe I was overthinking it. Hunger makes you do dumb things. So I cut in. The knife barely made a dent. The patty pushed back—dense and rubbery like a yoga mat. Should’ve stopped there, dude. But I didn’t.

First bite. Cold. Not ice cold—cold like a basement, like a place where sunlight doesn’t reach. The chew was heavy, wrong. No flavor. No seasoning. Nothing but a faint metallic tang that coated my tongue and wouldn’t let go.

Then I heard it.

Not voices. Not whispering. Just this low, wet grinding noise. Like raw meat being kneaded by bare hands. I looked around. The staff weren’t moving. Just standing there, grinning too wide, their teeth catching the light like bone.

I tried to stand. My knees locked up. My hands felt slick, and when I wiped them on my jeans, they left gray streaks. My chest tightened. My jaw ached. Each chew felt slower, heavier, like my body wasn’t mine anymore.

The air grew thick. Oppressive. I swear the lights dimmed—not flickered, just faded—like even the bulbs were tired of watching.

I couldn’t finish. I pushed the plate away and stumbled to the door. It didn’t open. The windows showed nothing but endless gray outside, like the world beyond had been erased.

When I came to, I was kneeling in the mud off Highway 22. My shirt was damp. My hands were sticky with a grease that wasn’t from the kitchen. A raccoon sniffed at my shoes, flinched, and bolted into the woods.

I don’t know what happened in there, dude. But I know this: don’t sit at that table. Don’t touch that burger. Don’t take a bite. Madisonville deserves...

Being forced to tip is not okay. Considering that all these kids make above minimum wages. In a community/culture where people thrive on service industry. While there are people that make $2.13 an hour and work DAMN HARDER for their money; deserves to be tipped. They even wrote on my husbands ticket that’s printed in the back “Didn’t Tip”. If it was a requirement then the restaurant should put in a gratuity fee on the ticket. Then see how many people keep showing up. Food should never be messed with or bothered because someone chose not to tip. Considering the times that we’re in and how hard it is for people to feed themselves. Being pressured, forced, harassed on tipping people is BEYOND unprofessional, and unacceptable. If the restaurant is guaranteeing tips to employees that make over minimum wage on a check; is also the problem we are having in this country. Prices are being raised on food and the customer is supposed to pay for over minimum wage employees extra earnings? Absolutely ridiculous! Regardless of how great the food always has been, being harassed around our food with a ticket that says “we didn’t tip” being sent to the back. Great food won’t bring me back, great service and hospitality will. Word amount is pretty strong...

I’m giving them a 2 stars overall for the fact that we have been going here for years & just noticed about a month ago that they’re over charging on sales tax, a 9.5% tax rate when the tax rate is 8.75% for Madisonville. I asked to speak with the owner about this issue, but he wouldn’t come out & speak with me; he told his staff to tell me that’s what he was told he could charge whenever he opened. Well, he’s incorrect & I contacted the parish to make sure. He told his employee to tell me he’d call about it. I don’t know if he did or not & if he’s corrected this issue or not. I would hope to think that he took care of it the same day since he’s a God fearing man. Think of how many years, how many people, and how much money he’s inadvertently collected by overcharging sales tax on each order at 9.5% when it should’ve been 8.75%! We haven’t been back since, but I would definitely ask if the sales tax issue has been corrected before spending my money here. If it hasn’t, I know I’ll be inclined to report it again to the parish because the owner has had notice & plenty of time to correct. If he’s already corrected, I thank him for doing so & we’ll...