That there were no Denny's in New York, even more than the absence of, say, Wal-Mart, was emblematic of our singularity. Now, there will be Denny's in Manhattan. Displaced Idahoans are dancing merrily. But how will we know when we're in America?
We've all known a kid who upon losing a board game would freak out, hurl the game across the room and storm off while shouting something like, "This game sucks anyway!" It's no surprise the Republicans are doing exactly that.
Denny's is a foodie's worst nightmare. Sure the Grand Slam Breakfast costs only a few bucks -- but is it worth the gut-ache in the morning? But what are some of Denny's worst menu items that would send shivers down the spine of a cultivated palate?