Uncle Linny's Restaurant — Restaurant in Pontoon Beach

So, I used to go to Uncle Linny's for lunch with coworkers years ago. Always had a good experience. My mother wanted a place to meet, 6 of us and do lunch on Sunday afternoon so here we go! It's basic diner food despite the flowery language on the menu lol. You can tell by the wobbly tables. I actually like diners so that's good. Most of the fried food was done right; shrimp, tenderloin and ONE of the orders of onion rings. I mean fried food isnt comlpicated, tbh. The batters were even decent beyond just basic! Lacking some seasoning but 🌾locals would cry rivers if they used anything but salt and mayo so I get it.

Now, i wouldn't even review greasy onion rings (dropped into cold oil? Allowed to thaw before frying? Not sure what happened but ew) except for how our server responded to my very respectful request. My youngest kiddo's onion rings were excellent. She gave me her last one to prove this point to me. Sooo good. Clearly just a human error on my order. No biggy. My eldest was behind in arriving because of her work so the rest of us had finished. I waited until she ordered to save steps and the church crowd had left so it was much slower (im pro worker all the way. Which is why she still got a tip...) and this is what I said, with a smile, "Im not mad at all. It happens, but my onion rings were 3 shades lighter than my daughters and dripping wet, I'm not sure the grease was hot enough. No big deal, but could I please get a few of them replaced?" She snaps, "They're going to be fried the same way." ????? Same way as mine or my daughter's? Because hers were awesome. Brown instead of yellow and greasy like deep fried batter, not greasy like a loaded sponge? She clearly thought I was lying and I'm not sure why. I assure you, Becky, I dont want 50 cents worth of free onion rings, just properly cooked ones. Like??? I only ate ONE of them and it was disgusting. I picked one up and squeezed it and grease ran like a faucet on low, and it fell apart like the mush that it was. To show her. Yes, I felt I had to prove myself as not a liar. And STILL, "You're only going to get 2." Uh. Ok. "Throw the 3 on my plate away I don't care." If (trying)money grubbing customers into eating garbage food is that important to you, you shouldn't be a server, boss lady. "I just love onion rings and want the food my mom is paying for?" Are you slow? Like why be this difficult? I didnt fry the onion rings ffs. She HAD to be management or owner because wait staff doesn't treat people that way. Not after such horrid food was put onto a plate. Embarrassing.(Nevermind the open mouth gum chewing over plates...mom noticed that, not me) So she comes back with SIX onion rings, not 2 (yay!). "How do those look?" "They look awesome. Like my kiddo's! Thank you." She says. "Good. Eat them." And sulks away like some kind of victim. Lmaooooo. 20 years ago, she'd have been on the floor missing some teeth like most of her tweaker customers. Anyway, I changed the rating up a star because at least I got my food and they were absolutely done the right way, and very tasty, and this could have been so much less stressful for all involved with just some basic human decency. It isn't rocket science. It's a deep fryer. But it's the blatant disrespect when I was super nice about the nastiness on my plate on a $115 basic diner lunch ticket. And mistakes are fine until you treat people like dirt because YOUR establishment served garbage. Thats what prompted this review. If my daighter hadn't been late Id have just done without them honestly. Both my daughters and my sister in law heard the exchange and their jaws dropped. So it wasn't just me. Fortunately, again, I'm pro worker so I didn't make a scene, tempting as it was and I argued FOR a tip because labor is entitled to all it creates. Next time tho, we'll opt for Red Apple in Maryville. Or a chain like Crackkker Barrel. Or McDonalds lol. Teenagers treat people better than this sorry excuse for a business woman, ngl. Take that attitude to the church crowd that treats service workers like...

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My family and I have been coming to Uncle Linny’s for a really long time. Normally I come in and really enjoy their food. But today, I had an experience that I will never experience again there, because me and my family will NEVER come back. Today, my grandma and I came in for lunch, I ordered the chicken strips dinner with fries and a salad bar as my sides. I went up to the salad bar and it was a mess (which is not why I’m writing this review). We came in right past lunch so I understood it needed to be refreshed. When our waitress came to our table I kindly asked when they might be refreshing the salad bar, and she replied she would have someone do it. Then grabbed my drink which was still 60% full and asked what I was drinking again- I replied. Watched her take my glass to the machine set it down. Look around (no one was around her by the drink station) grab my glass, turn, spit in it and top it off with Pepsi. I didn’t say anything to her. I was just going to talk with management. But no manager or owner were on duty. I will be calling tomorrow to speak with management and try to get ahold of an owner. People are sick. I have no idea what she might be carrying but on top of that I am pregnant and don’t appreciate your animal like service. This is low and disgusting and Linny’s should be ashamed to have a waitress willing to stoop that low...

I was honestly surprised by the quality of this food! Not to say I was expecting it to be Trash Panda food, but I wasn’t mentally prepared for the euphoria every bite would bring about. The flavorful, savory Ribeye is, by far, my favorite, but their fluffy, golden waffles could easily carry me through the golden gates of Heaven just by their pure, angelic smell alone.

I don’t often go back to a restaurant over and over. I like to try the many different flavors of my surroundings, many of which I regret to consume, others I tolerate, and some (like this place) that bring me back to my happiest memories. This place, however, calls to me in my dreams. I wake to my alarm salivating and craving the pile of steaming, delicious food they load onto my plate. Plus, on top of the quality food they serve, the speed at which they do it is phenomenal. 15 minutes is ALL IT TAKES for a carry out order to be ready! That’s incredible!

So, where can you find me literally any morning? Be it rain, snow, or shine, I will be standing in line to grab a plate of their scrumptious vittles! In fact, I’m headed there right now! Jealous? You could join me! Meet...