It was a little before noon on a Wednesday. We had driven a few miles on I-80 after skipping what passes for breakfast at the Best Western where we stayed the night before, and the munchies were beginning to set in. I spotted a sign for Mom's Dutch Kitchen as we approached the Danville exit. Mom's place was located on the opposite side of a divided highway, so we first explored a bit further into downtown Danville. After finding only Mcdonalds, Wendy's and a couple of mom and pop grinder shops there, we circled back to Mom's.
Mom isn't much for decor. The furnishings make the place look like your grandparents' dining room back in the 1960s. But it seemed clean and comfortable enough.
We were greeted by an older server who was totaling her tips from the breakfast rush as we walked in the door. She made sure her accounting tasks were complete before escorting us to a table. My wife asked about the soup of the day -- our server said she would have to check with the cook and headed to the kitchen. She returned a few minutes later and informed us, "It's potato bacon. I tried it. I wouldn't recommend it." I appreciated the honesty.
I ordered Mom's version of the open hot turkey sandwich, which in this restaurant is a closed hot turkey sandwich. That means they put an extra slice of white bread on top before smothering it in gravy. Not bad and reasonably priced, but I wish they had put a little more meat between the slices. I don't think my mom ever served battered fries with the hot turkey sandwiches she made for me when I was younger, but this one did.
If you're hungry, this place will keep you full for a few hours at a reasonable price. We spent $22 including tip for lunch for two. Just remember... it isn't your mom in the kitchen.
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