As I sat waiting for my food at Tott's, I began taking stock of my fellow customers. New rule: unless you are a chemotherapy patient or you live in Alaska, wool ski caps are not cool. They only serve to make you look like Fred Durst. And trust me, no matter what dorky haircut you have under that cap, it is infinitely sexier than looking like that guy. Luckily, my food arrived before I yanked the beanie off Marky-Mark's head.
Maybe all the thai food has just destroyed my taste buds so thoroughly that all inferior asian cuisines are rendered tasteless. Or maybe Tott's just isn't all that good. I had the orange chicken with brown rice. A more accurate description might read, "I had the carmelized sugar chicken." It was so sweet that my stomach began to ache as I finished my 6th bite. I had to leave my food unfinished. Not because I was full but for fear of diabetes.
On the plus side, it's clean, fast, and the staff seem quite friendly.