Roadfood guru Michael Stern kvelled about Orem's, so it seemed like a great place to stop on a Sunday drive. The place was jammed, and we didn't feel like waiting 15 minutes, but figured it would take us at least that long to find anyplace else (especially another Stern-approved destination).
I had a bacon, spinach, and feta egg-white omelet, intense and tasty. The thickly sliced crumbled bacon was crispy, salty, chewy. Lots of fresh spinach, still bright green, melding nicely with the creamy feta. The home fries, which Michael Stern singled out for praise, were so-so, with only a very few crispy bits.
Service was very fast, the plates arrived piping hot. Everyone who went past with a pot of coffee or a pitcher of water offered refills. We half-heartedly considered ordering juice or asking for Tabasco, but we were busy eating and talking so we didn't go out of our way to catch our waiter's eye. A minor gripe: I'd ordered my rye toast with no butter. The waiter must have thought I needed that extra nutritional boost to get me through the day, as the toast arrived with more than a schmear.
Orem's is a fine place to stop if you're in the neighborhood, but not so much better than an average diner that it merits a special trip. The food was good quality and very reasonable. It's a nice setting and everyone was very pleasant. Maybe it didn't totally thrill me because I discovered that morning that Jane and Michael Stern got divorced a couple of years ago. I'm taking it very personally.
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