I didn't like the fact that my egg white omlette was swimming in oil (had to blot it with a napkin and three tissues to make it edible), or that my wife's breakfast potatoes were still hard, and last but not least, I certainly didn't appreciate the moldy tomato ends that Kyle in the kitchen served me, face down on my plate, hoping I didn't notice. (You know, the stuff people feed pigs on a farm... Come on guy). While Adele, our server tried to fix it, I didn't think her theory of extra mints after the meal were a very good option. I told her I couldn't pay her for the moldy food put on my plate and she huffed and puffed before finding a manager. The "manager" on shift peeked around the edge of the booth I was sitting in to see if I was a sitting duck or not (I happen to be a bit scrappy) and took half off from our bill and sent it back to the table with Adele.... He didn't even have the decency to come and talk to me himself. Great leadership there guys.
The location is good, and the Sheraton staff, particularly their night shift guy, are pretty great. The room was clean and sufficiently stocked for our short, overnight stay.