A few years ago I went into a Flying J truck stop about 25 miles from home where they have (turns out had) a really good restaurant (not chef driven). My usual order was the country fried steak, eggs and hash browns. When my order was delivered I looked and saw the country friend steak was right there on the plate WITH the eggs and potatoes, and even the toast. Now every time I’d been there before the country friend steak was so big it came on its own platter, and the eggs and potatoes were on another plate and the toast on a third. I looked at the server and she smiled and said, “You know we’re a Denny’s now.” I didn’t. I hadn’t noticed the sign change, and I hadn’t looked at a menu. Oh, and I haven’t been back.