Mustang Sally's Diner 280 North Gibson Road, Henderson, NV 89014

"Our waitress Ivana was great. The food was delicious. Unique location inside a dealership but kind of convenient at the same time. Great to walk off a helping of food by looking at new cars. Their malts and shakes were great."

"Sorry for this. But. Buckle up, car nerds, because we're taking a detour to Ford Country's diner, a place so greasy it could buff out your chrome! Now, I won't bore you with details about how busy they were (shocking, I know, people buying cars), but let's just say their waitstaff were doing Olympic sprints between booths. and doing a great job it was even said today seems as busy as a Saturday good for them. Food service at a car dealership? Genius? Or a recipe for heartburn? As a 24-year car game veteran, I see the GENIUS . Hungry customers are impatient customers, and nobody says "yes, I'll take that overpriced extended warranty" with an empty stomach. Plus, who can resist the siren song of free coffee and breakfast biscuits while your Mustang gets its oil changed? Now, about the atmosphere. Imagine the Sistine Chapel, but instead of angels, it's guys in Hawaiian shirts hawking F-150s. Yeah, 10 out of 10 all day. Service, however, felt like a snail stuck in traffic: slow and frustrating. I mean, I get they were busy, but it took longer to get my eggs than it takes Vin Diesel to punch his way out of a speeding train. Speaking of eggs, those suckers were golden! Perfectly over-easy, the yolks like miniature suns dribbling onto my crispy hashbrowns (emphasis on the "crispy," because soggy hashbrowns are a crime against humanity). Toast? Well, toast is toast. Nobody messes that up unless they're using a butter knife to change a tire. But my breakfast joyride hit a pothole with the bacon. First, only one order showed up, looking like it had already completed a lap around the Daytona 500 (dry, shriveled, and suspiciously salty). And when they offered to cook me another batch, I politely declined. One look at that sad excuse for bacon was enough to convince me my arteries already had enough excitement for one morning. The orange juice was probably from concentrate, the coffee tasted like lukewarm gasoline, and the biscuits and gravy...well, let's just say they wouldn't win any "Best Comfort Food" awards. So, the final verdict? Food: 5 out of 10 (mostly carried by those glorious eggs). Service: 7 out of 10 (gotta factor in the snail-paced chaos). Atmosphere: 10 out of 10 (because car dealerships are inherently fascinating, in a "train wreck you can't look away from" kind of way). Overall, Ford Country's diner is a bit like a used car: not perfect, but it'll get you where you need to go (as long as you don't mind a few bumps along the way). Just grab some Pepto before you hit the road, and maybe pack your own OJ. Trust me, your taste buds will thank you."

"What a fun place! It is a beautiful 50's diner nestled inside a Ford dealership. The food was delicious, the service courteous, and the price reasonable."

"What a lovely surprise when we pulled into a Ford dealership. The atmosphere was great and the food was even better. Truly felt "back in the day" and the experience of eating at a '50s style diner was memorable. Service was great and fast too."