Has a wonderful staff. There was no wait to get a table.
The manager offered to give me a very professional foot massage while I read the menu. I politely declined the offer but was pleasantly surprised by the chorus of angelic singers that gently softly sang behind me as I looked over the menu.
I ordered the club sandwich, on whole wheat. It arrive very quickly under threat of violence by the staff if it took too long. I watched through the window as the head chief stalked a wild turkey with nothing more than a broom handle and a clever.
My meal was served with a fountain coke-a-cola, which was a little flat. But my waiter promptly replaced it with a fresh one, then removed the failed machine and committed seppuku for dishonouring the grand establishment.
When the bill came I was very disappointed. It was the price I expected but there was no hand written smiley face as is customary. So despite their efforts, I can not recommend this establishment to royalty but the commoners are free to nourish themselves there.