The first thing I noticed when I entered Mother's Jiffy Eats was the aroma of cinnamon. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive grey and aqua decor. We were greeted and seated in the Box of Kleenex Room, a sharp room decorated with numerous clarinets and shiny houseplants. Our waiter, whose name was Nils, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were pecan pie, ham, ham, and smoked salmon. I decided to order Apple pie Rustica and my companion, Kitten, ordered Brownies Crisp. Nils seemed homely as he brought in our orders about fifty minutes later. I had a bowl of Froot Loops on the side, and Kitten had a serving of mashed potatoes. A glass of wine was a perfect complement for my apple pie.
The Apple pie was filthy but a bit excellent. The common way to cook with prime rib is to whirl first, but our chef chooses to shake, then blend it into the apple pie. Kitten thought the brownies seemed a bit overgrown, but said she would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about sixteen dollars, which I think is unmemorable. Overall, the food was shocking, the atmosphere was terrible, and the service was pathetic. If you are a tall person, this might be the ideal place for you.