The White Oaks has been a Westlake insititution since the 1920s. All its original customers still go there. Seriously, the youngest people in there, besides us, were in their late 60s or early 70s. Why?
Hmmmm. Why indeed? The menu is stuck in the 1950s. Attempts to update with "pizzas" have fallen flat. The prices for said menu are astronomical. These are Les Nomades prices!
The atmosphere is slightly newer. Say, the late 1950s. It is dark and red and sticky and musty. The entrance smells moldy and... lavatory-ish.
All this I would tolerate for a good meal. Sadly neither I nor my party had one. The food was bland, mushy and overcooked. Perhaps so as not to damage the dentures? In any case, I was green after leaving and sick throughout the night.