On the website, they have a beautiful pic of Marilyn Monroe lounging in a chair at the lovely Biltmore way back when. I suspect if you dug Marilyn up today, her condition may resemble the current state of the Biltmore.
We thought it might be fun to go have lunch at the hotel. I wasn't starving which was great because the menu is seriously lackluster and resembles what you'd see at one of these local semi-chain casual dining beer restaurants. We walked in and got a nice stare down from the bartender as we navigated our way through the bar to the hostess station. Despite the fact there were hardly any customers, it took forever to seat us at a dirty table. The hostess disappeared to find cleaning supplies so we had a chance to study our dirty menus. After about ten minutes, she appeared with sour smelling rag in hand to wipe our table.
Now that what little appetite I had was gone, I tried the small Waldorf salad or should I say dressing with some wilted greens. If the dressing had been spicy as promised, I may have eaten a little but it wasn't so I didn't. My husband had the tortilla soup and it came out lukewarm - he tried a spoonful and walked to the front to get our check. I'm guessing the soup was lukewarm because it probably sat ready for service for the half an hour it took to deliver.
Maybe I didn't read this place correctly and it's only meant to be a kind of 19th hole, beer drinking, nacho eating low end spot....