text: When I heard my manager said he was going to \"treat himself\" by going out to Blueberry Hill, I almost fell over in my chair. I mean, has he seen my other review of Blueberry Hill on Flamingo? Abhorrent! Wretched! This is a treat I would give to a used car salesman. Or Satan. Or someone else who's bad.\n\nNay nay, says he, you have to go to the one on Green Valley Parkway. It's 10,000 times better. I responded with a hearty \"meh\" and went back to work.\n\nToday, however, I needed something to get the creative juices flowing, so I figured why not put Mr. Manager's words to the test. I got to the Blueberry Hill on Green Valley Parkway, and was promptly greeted and sat. In order to be most fair, I ordered exactly the same thing as I did at the last Blueberry Hill: Mexican-style chilaquiles and a Diet Pepsi. It was the same plate of mediocrity as the other one. I don't see how people rave about these places when I always seem to get plates full of mediocre.\n\nOn the upside, the service was a little faster. Not that much more friendly, but at least I wasn't waiting forever to get a refill on soda.\n\nI'm sorry, I'm still not sold on these places. If I need comfort food ASAP, I'm sticking with Denny's.