Roy Rogers — Restaurant in Rockville

I was actually heading to Wendy's as I passed by my high school and spotted a sign that also took me back.

The inside of this location was clean and had only a few guests. I had a taste for a burger but quickly changed my mind when I saw what looked to be a fresh mound of crispy fried chicken. My order was delivered in requisite speed from a fairly polite crew member.

I did however notice a man slumbering about between my server and another with loosely fitting attire who I later determined to be either a shift supervisor or a manager.

His face was welded in a less than friendly expression. I received my order and hastily made my way to a table that offered me a view of all exits and entrances. After siting in a chair that was niether comfortable or uncomfortable, I honed in on a nicely sized biscuit as compared to Popeye's biscuits.

It was warm, soft and peaked an excitement that it might actually be good. I let out a short ghast because I failed to secure an incredibly important condiment; grape jelly baby!

I rushed back to the counter to collect the attention of my nerver who was strangely missing my earnest attempt at eye contact. I waiting for anyone with life in their veins for what seemed to be 3 hours as my biscuit froze into an ineatable hockey puck of death. Finally, after Mr. Happy walked past in front of me for the 4th time, he ask did I need help. Bingo! Santa Claus has arrived!

"Yes," I said with verbrato echoing from my entire communication system. "May I have grape jelly please?" And just like that, I had two, count'em, two grape jellys.

With grape jelly in hand, I bolted back to my table and order that was patiently waiting for me to devour it. I squeezed a small swaddle of grape jelly on a corner of my biscuit. I sank my teeth into what could only be described as a pillowy delicious disk from heaven. It was quite amazing. Better than KFC. Better than Popeyes. Better than, dare I say, Bojangles. Yep. It was better.

Certainly I could've just ordered more biscuits but I had to get to that chicken that swayed me away from a burger in the first place. It to was quite tasty. Crispy. Moist. Just right without BBQ sauce. I did muster up the courage to test out the BBQ samplings RR offered. Pituie! RR's BBQ was nasty and just plain wrong. That familiar Coke beverage dispenser with thousand flavors stood as a neighborhood landmark of sorts.

It was all in all, a decent unhealthy lunch choice with pretty good fried chicken and a wonderfully delicious biscuit that I will forever share strangers and...

I walked in and said Good Morning. The Cashier never acknowledged my presence. I stood there literally for 6 minutes before she even said anything. I was about to walk out when she said, "I will be with you in a minute". She walked away and came back and continued another 3 minutes inputting something on the register from a tablet beside her. By thus time I am frustrated and turn to leave and she now says, "May I take your order."

I placed my order and asked if they had flavored creamer for the coffee. She said, "All of the coffee stuff is over there and pointed to a location at the end of the bar." I asked her if she could just tell me if they had flavored creamer instead of me walking to the other side of the restaurant to find out and then coming back to complete my order. She finally said no they did not. I completed my order and a gentleman walked in just as I completed it. She IMMEDIATELY said to him "Good Morning, welcome to Roy Roger's. May I take your order?" No waiting time for him at all before she acknowledged his presence.

While I am waiting she takes another man order and serves the 1st gentleman and the 2nd gentleman his order. I then asked her where was my order since I ordered before both of them. She tells me my order will be another 5 minutes because they have to cook the chicken. I asked her didn't she think that information was something that she should have informed the customer of. What if I did not have time to wait?

When I finally get my order my potatoes were cold from sitting in the bag on the counter while waiting for the chicken biscuit.

Asked for Jelly and Ketchup and was told it's over there. I walked to the fixing bar and found the ketchup but no jelly. Went back to the register and asked again and she reached right on the counter behind her and gave it to me. Did she not know the location of the jelly before she sent me to the fixing bar?

I truly hope that the service that I received is not standard service for people of color at Roy Roger's. However I will not get to find out because I will not be eating here again thanks...

As a kid, we used to go to Roy Rogers all the time. The burgers were one of the best things about the place... THIS ROY ROGERS however is a fraud, fake, imitation.

I tried the Steak and Cheese Sub which was more about Onions and Cheese than steak... The Cheese Burger (pictured) was a sad representation of what use to be. I've seen better looking burgers at McDonalds... This cheese burger reminded me of the ones they used to sell at in the high school cafeteria.......

The fries here are tasteless, no flavor or salt... a far cry from what they use to be like.

The only thing that actually is decent are the mozzarella sticks. I need to find out the vendor, many of the pizza places use them too..

To the management of Roy Rogers in Rockville, the food vendor you are using for the fries and the burgers need to change. They are not the same from RR back in the day and that will lead many customers from the old days to experience the same thing I did.

-- Do me a solid and let me know the vendor of the mozzarella stick...