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| - Have you ever been to a very nice but old house with mallards on the walls? Have you ever wondered if you can fry and eat those mallards? If you haven't, you are too normal and probably need to stop reading this review now.
"Old Oaks" gives you both: you can watch your mallard on the wall and eat it too. A little overpriced and over-fried but who cares, if what you are eating away is your Trust fund money. If not, you might have couple of concerns: why is service so slow? Why is salad so generic? Where is variety? Your dad killed the duck, the deer, the cow, and that's what's for dinner, kids. Looks like he hunted them right here, in the creek restaurant is overlooking. I felt like I was visiting with rich American grandparents I never had. Soothing geriatric satiety, see you back in 40 years.
Very cozy atmosphere, the fireplace, the wooden interior, excellent malbec..
But kids in faded jeans and colored scarves want more for the money they earned.
They want all that you offered, minus $10 for the entrée, plus live music and recycling bin at the doors.
Even though my fiancée swore that was the best ( even though the first) deer he tried in his life.
My beloved savage (deep sigh).
P.S. Finally I know where rich republicans dine!
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