Embassy Suites

So here is an odd post- it is memorial day weekend and I am spending it in Michigan welcoming my cousin back from Afghanistan. He is on leave, but is happy to be back. We stayed in Embassy Suites, and like a curious person, I look at the aspects of the experience that I did and did not enjoy.

Let's start with the cherry on top. The breakfast was damn good. I expected a continental breakfast, maybe a loaf of bagel or something, but no. The breakfast at the Romulos, Michigan location was a full fledged breakfast bar. I've worked in food service (but not hospitality) for two years, and I was impressed. The chef was making made to order omelettes (nice one, ES), but I am not an egg connusuer (spelling?). I went after what was under the lids, and I wanted to squeal like a little girl.

Potatoes, Bacon, Eggs, Sausage, oh HELL yes. The final pan was biscuits, I took one to fit my sausage patty in. It tasted like a Jimmy Dean without the grease. The potatoes were Sysco. I ain't dumb- I recognize those potatoes (we had them at Tullys). They were very good, but needed black pepper :). The chef was promptly located (not hard to find) and I told her that breakfast was excellent. It was!

With some milk, I had my fill and proceeded back to my room. I looked for a tray to put my food on, but apparently in the hospitality industry, you have people waiting on you to take your plate. I appreciate that, but I felt bad that I could not at least help in some capacity. I wiped my table of crumbs and stacked utensils/napkins on my plate, to make their job a little easier. Hey, I appreciated a little modesty when it came my way.

Good marks for ES and their breakfast. The rooms are a bit weird: things are not placed in convenient locations. For example, the light switch to the bathroom is off to the side, OUTSIDE of the room. There was only one remote for two TVs. The carpet, when stared at, is an optical illusion. The internet, however, is free. They say they have N64 games, but where is the controller? It is a leftover byproduct of hotels signing on with Nintendo in the mid to late 1990s for people to purchase game time so kids would have something to play. While most people won't know what the games are (I will! retro gamer!) they had a good selection, but no controller >_>. I wasn't interested in playing the games, I just wanted to point out the situation.

Despite these odd happenings, the stay has been very pleasant.