If you live in Nashville...there is one on Broadway, just past where it splits from West End. Then there is one on Hardling place, near the mall. And then there is one in Hermitage. Just sayin' MTA-And there is also one in Rivergate

An IHOP or a Denny's? Actually, either one'll work. It's gotta be IHOP. I've searched for Denny's. I'm not going downtown, Rivergate's stupid far ... but Harding Place? I'm so there. Sigh. Nevermind. I actually went looking. They're all too far away. No wonder I never see them. Its on Harding Place but all the way over on Nolensville. Worse yet - the closest Denny's is in frickin' Kentucky. Also, Cracker Barrel still sucks.

An IHOP or a Denny's?

Neither one is good. They're just not. This Cracker Barrel, on the other hand, sounds excellent. I have always wanted a fake talking parrot.

Isn't there a Denny's in Metro Center, by CMM mile 17? Or maybe that is a Shoney's.

There's a Denny's on Briley Pkwy..Near Glastonbury. I used to eat there when I lived in Donelson. It was horrible.

Not according to their site locator. I will now be going out of my way to swing by their Sunday afternoon. You better be right.

Neither one is good. They're just not. This Cracker Barrel, on the other hand, sounds excellent. I have always wanted a fake talking parrot.

Denny's is Heaven. Ihop is Junior Heaven. But the parrot is pretty good. He sits on a shelf in my office at home. I'm looking at him now. I didn't even tell you this best part. He records YOUR voice, and then repeats it back, but in this weird high-pitched thing. So you can say "Trent is to blame!" And then it'll repeat in this weird voice: "Acchhhh! Trent is to blame! Trent is to blame!" You can see why I absolutely had to have it.

Denny's is Heaven. Ihop is Junior Heaven. But the parrot is pretty good. He sits on a shelf in my office at home. I'm looking at him now. I didn't even tell you this best part. He records YOUR voice, and then repeats it back, but in this weird high-pitched thing. So you can say "Trent is to blame!" And then it'll repeat in this weird voice: "Acchhhh! Trent is to blame! Trent is to blame!" You can see why I absolutely had to have it.

if only he was a monkey with wings.

I will now be going out of my way to swing by their Sunday afternoon. You better be right.

839 Briley Pkwy. Cross street, Glastonbury. It's still there. And it's undoubtably still wretched.

I like pancakes. (without syrup)

This is like breathing (without oxygen). My daughter's favorite "joke" is "What is the Easter Bunny's favorite restaurant? --- IHOP"!