March 5, 2012 - I was out with my mother for a drive and we passed by Joe’s Diner, and wondered what it was since we hadn’t seen it before. I have friends in Taunton and was surprised that I had never heard about it from them. There are reasons that I now know that I have not gone there before. Read along and find out.
We walked in and looked around, but staring at me was this old gentleman sitting at the counter. I know he meant well, but it scared me nonetheless. We walked toward a table to sit down and found the red seats were covered in red duct tape, plus the table was cramped anyway. We sat at another table in the sun, but the table had a little crumbs on it. The waitress came over and greeted us, and was about to set down our red crumpled paper place mats, and my mother asked her to wipe the table down. Her response? “Well, you could have sat at another table”…Excuse me??? We brushed that off and gave her our drink orders. Mind you, we didn’t have a menu at that point; when she came back, she asked if we needed a lunch menu, when we had already specified that we wanted lunch, and we had never been there before.
We paroused the menu, and my mother knew what she wanted, but I was stuck between the Marinated chicken sandwich, and the Chicken fingers dinner plate. When I asked the waitress her recommendation, she stated “Well, if you want fried food, go with the chicken fingers, but if you want a sandwich, go with the marinated chicken sandwich”, to which I stated that she didn’t help me at all in my decision. I finally thought for a minute more and decided on the sandwich, and off she went to put our orders in.
The time we had to wait for our food wasn’t long, but just long enough for us to be able to observe the restaurant, and we are wishing now that we hadn’t. The floors were dirty, the lights are all uncovered, the ceiling fan and window blinds are covered in dust, the tables are falling apart, there are old dusty signs all over the place; I could keep going, but it would be redundant. To top it off, while we had just received our food, the waitress was cleaning tables with 409 and making us semi-choke on our food. This is apparently only a breakfast and lunch place, because it was just after 2:30, and they had closed for the day.
We were surprisingly ecstatic when our food arrived, because not only was it a small portion (trying to cut back), but it was great quality! My sandwich was small, cut in half, and whole white meat chicken, with a generous amount of lettuce, and a small amount of mayo, just how I like it (and I didn’t ask for it to be this way either!). My mother’s plate was just how she wanted it, so we embarked on our food journey.
After we finished our plates, we wanted to try some of their dessert pies. They offered chocolate creme, banana creme, and coconut creme pie slices. We waited for our waitress to stop her conversation with the manager/owner of the diner about her drinking habits, but the other waitress had to point out that we were ready for her. Instead of coming to our table, she yelled from across the car if we were all set, and we said yes. She finally came over and offered us dessert, in which we ordered our slices of pie. It wasn’t long and she was back with our dessert, which was also just as good as our lunches. While we were having our pies, she started sweeping under the tables near us, and we were turned off by that as well.
By the time we were done with our desserts, there were only a few more patrons, and when I came out of the bathroom (which was surprisingly the cleanest part of the whole visit), there was no one left inside. We paid our tab and left, and got a quick goodbye, while she was vacuuming the floors, so we could barely hear her anyway.
All in all, I don’t recommend this place until they clean up the interior of the restaurant, but the food is worth it, which honestly you could probably make at home.
Joe’s Diner is located near the center of Taunton, on Broadway, just a couple buildings away from the Taunton Trial Court.
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