The first thing I noticed when I entered the Brass Emporium was the aroma of a hospital. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive white and chocolate brown decor. We were greeted and seated in the Bat Room, a crazy room decorated with numerous abacuses and rough stuffed owls. Our waitress, whose name was Samina, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were catfish stew, fish and chips, country glazed ham, and strawberry shortcake. I decided to order Pizza Muscadine and my companion, Alicia, ordered Mashed potatoes Melba. Samina seemed solitary as she brought in our orders about twenty-five minutes later. I had a plate of shrimp on the side, and Alicia had a lobster bisque. A can of Ensure was a perfect complement for my pizza.
The Pizza was decrepit but a bit striking. The common way to cook with mozzarella cheese is to deep fry first, but our chef chooses to grill, then blend it into the pizza. Alicia thought the mashed potatoes seemed a bit queer, but said she would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred fifty dollars, which I think is staggering. Overall, the food was forgettable, the atmosphere was sufficient, and the service was outstanding. If you are a friendly person, this might be the worst place for you.