Bob Evans — Restaurant in Salem

HEY MADDIE PENFOLD! Based upon your 1/2 hour to possibly 1 hour visit to Bob Evan’s that day, I wouldn’t be playing Monday morning quarterback. I could slam your friend Karen (justly named) but instead I’ll just take care of you. Obviously YOU stated YOU are not a manager. Therefore , YOU can’t say squat about your neighbors yard. If it’s so easy and you know so much then why aren’t you managing? You should know, that managers can’t be everywhere all at once since their duties are numerous. Beings that Emily has made it further in life than you at age 21 does not mean you need put young people down. Instead of talking smack about our young people who are out there trying to start their lives, maybe you should have talked to Emily and offered her your “expertise” instead. You know, teach instead of knocking down. Perhaps your friend Karen needs some of your serving advice so that she could make manager and get Emily’s wage. Pretty sad when you write a review based upon that one visit about a girl who works her butt off and makes manager at 19 while also going to college and living on her own. Remember folks - there’s 2 sides to every story and then there’s the truth. Maddie Penfold needs to stay in her lane until she...

Ordered carry out today. Picked it up, got home and it was the wrong order. I drive all the way back to the Restaurant (I do not live close by) to get the right order. I pick it up, get back in my car and see that they had forgotten my bacon. So, that's two mistakes. By this time my food is cold, my fiance is hungry and I am forced to wait while they cook my bacon. The lady puts the container in my carry out bag and says sorry. I leave, believing that these people are at least slighty competent and could not possibly make another mistake. Oh boy, was I wrong. I get all the way back home and open my bacon container to see three slices of bacon. Cold and hard. I ordered two sides of bacon and they gave me three pieces.It's not over yet! I get to my biscuits and gravy and...SURPRISE! They didn't even give me gravy. Nothing, none at all. And guess what's next people? Did you say raw sausage patties? Well, that's right, I bit into my sausage patty and it was still pink. I will never return to this restaurant ever again. A single mistake is forgivable but my experience was a complete joke. You should be ashamed...

All of my family from Ohio always make Bob Evans references, so maybe I had overhyped what to anticipate.

Disclaimer: I’ve been to other Bob Evans before with a consistently mediocre yet not terrible experience, but this was... not great.

Those who got breakfast seemed pretty satisfied, so perhaps just stick with the A.M. side of the menu. Everything else was less than desirable.

As a former waiter, I typically try to be as low maintenance as possible, however I felt uncomfortably needy as we kept having to remind our waitress of things we had requested for that she continually neglected. We also had to send back two of our five orders, one because it wasn’t right and the other because the steak came out charred but raw (maybe that’s medium rare in Ohio?). It was an impressive feat, but inedible.

The macaroni and cheese was tasty, the fries were good... basically just stick with sides and breakfast and you’ll be okay, assuming they remember to put in your order (yeah, our waitress also forgot to put in several things and blamed...