“I came in on a pregnancy whim for the loaded spud. The first spud I got was the turkey which comes with ranch, I thought okay ill give it a try. And it was an absolute no. I was going to throw up if I had to keep eating the ranch. The staff was so kind. I had only taken 3 bites of the spud and they got me another one with sour cream instead of ranch and I am so thankful for that act of kindness. My spud was amazing and I feel so much better thank you so much to this amazing place!“
“Holy wow!! This is where it's at❤️❤️ so much love and care is shown by everyone working here! The food is flavorful and fresh, not greasy and just so delicious as well as substantial. Thank you all!! We'll be ordering again from you soon! Best General Tso's and Combo fried rice ever!!!“
“DO NOT GET THE MIGHTY TIGER FROM THE TIGER SHACK!! I walked into the dimly light coffee shop called “The Tiger Shack”. I as I waited in line for my turn to order, something on the menu caught my eye. “The mighty tiger- the most popular item on the menu!”. Having never tried this before, I eagerly went up to the cashier with a smile. After ordering, I watched as he poured the coffee, the milk, and added a pump of vanilla to finish it off. “Here is your drink!” he said as he handed it to me. Little did I know the pain that was yet to come. I should have known something was wrong from the first sip. As the cool drink touched my lips, all I could taste was the bitterness of the coffee. I made a face. This should have been my sign to stop. But 5 dollars is 5 dollars and I was determined to finish. Slowly but surely, I finished the whole thing. Thats when it happened. Not even 10 minutes into class, my stomach started making a low growling sound and I knew something was wrong. I felt the pressure build up in inside me and I knew I what I had to do. I raised my hand to go to the bathroom but by the time I had walked out the door it was already too late. Clenching my cheeks, I hobbled to the bathroom. Carefully taking each step, trying not to unleash the tiger that grew inside me. When I finally reached the bathroom, nothing could have prepared me for what was to come next. I ran into the stall, barely having anytime to close the door before it too late. As I sat down to get rid of this monster, I couldn’t help but gasp for air. Gripping onto the walls that closed in on me, I could feel the mighty tiger shoot out of me. A single tear rolled down my cheek. The roar echoed through J hall. I used all the toilet paper in the stall and it but it was not enough. I could barely stand up, but I knew I had to get back to class. I painfully limped back to my math class, but the damage had already been done. Sometimes, I can still feel that mighty tiger inside of me.Dietary restrictions: made me poop“