I think my anticipation level had reached it's apex as I pulled up to entrance. After all, the stream of gushing, effusive Yelp reviews certainly did a lot to get me excited. I was expecting to enter a world straight outta "Boogie Nights" or something, but what I got was a decor that looked decidely more "Scarface" than "Casino". The tacky blue neon lighting and faux foliage made me feel like I was stuck in the 80's. I kept expecting our waitress to bring out a complimentary mountain of "booga suga" just to get the feast off to a rockin' start.
The food here was adequate in quality and price. I got the chicken foccacia sandwich with fruit salad. The sandwich was a heavy meal, due in no small part to the bread, so I opted to ditch the carbs and mow down on the avocado and breast a la carte. The fruit "salad" was just a bowl of honeydew and cantaloupe and one single grape. Maybe I'm wrong, but a salad, to me, consists of a multitude of various fruits and such. That's like saying a lettuce and croutons is a salad. Not to me it ain't.
I think my party and I should have headed into the lounge after our meal, since that seems to be all the rage. I'm not sure why we didn't. Perhaps we were clouded in our thinking after such a filling meal. Alcohol is pointless on such a full stomach; it does nothing but further my bloat. Still, this was a blast from the past and well worth our time to check out.