Sandy Flat Cafe — Restaurant in Travelers Rest

Sandy Flats Cafe: A Forced Farewell and a Stomach-Churning Regret

Sandy Flats Cafe. The name used to conjure images of decent food at a genuinely good value. My wallet consistently left feeling fatter, and my taste buds, though not doing backflips, were usually content. But, alas, what was once a frequent haunt has now become a no-go zone, and a deep-seated regret.

My decision to end my patronage, forced upon me by a series of stomach-churning observations, centers squarely on the cafe's culinary ringleader, often seen in her signature black tank top. I've had the unfortunate privilege of witnessing her unique approach to food preparation firsthand. Picture this: a seamless, horrifying ballet of handling grubby cash, followed by a casual swipe of her nostrils with the very palm that then lovingly graces my hash browns and bread. It's an image seared into my brain, a vivid, nauseating tableau of potential cross-contamination.

The journey of that hand—from money, to nose, to my breakfast—has irrevocably tainted any lingering fondness I had for their budget-friendly meals. My imagination, a cruel and vivid tormentor, now conjures up inescapable visions of hair and snot doing the backstroke in my grits. It's a powerful deterrent, one that even the most alluringly priced breakfast can't overcome. It's better late than never, I suppose, to realize the extent of this gastronomic gamble. But oh, how I wish I'd never witnessed it in the first place. Ignorance, in this case, truly would have been bliss. To those brave souls with immune systems of steel and a high tolerance for the unexpected, I wish you well on your Sandy Flats adventure. As for me, my culinary journey will now decidedly avoid any establishment where "local flavor" might include anything resembling...

Good is fantastic! Eaten there for 3 decades.. the server has it in her to do a great job.. very sweet and kind.. but i called it in, said i was close and in a hurry and it wasn't even started when I got there(not busy at all) she couldn't remember my order and my bun was cold.. this time and last time(but this time she did best it up happily when I asked .. has potential). Owner has been the best he can be to my family over the years. Thank you for that sir. So glad and thankful yall are back open.. and the store next door is great..nice to have.. love the newer menu.. but girl, get it together.. you've got it in you to be the best. Write down the order and get it taken care of so ppl can move on thru. I know you can. Over all, love this restaurant and I know the kinks will get...

The prices are too high & the women in there always seem like their very unhappy. The other day 1 of them, an older lady with short hair actually slammed my change down on the counter & walked off without a word, & I hadn't done a thing to the women. So let me tell you, if I hadn't of had my grandbabies with me I would have confronted her, but I didn't want to start a scene in front of them so we just walked out, but I did not like her attitude at all. She always seems to be in a bad mood. Lighten up ladies or get a different kind of job that you don't have to deal with the public, because, maybe unless your a regular that they know & like, their attitudes stinks most of the time, they seem to...