The first thing I noticed when I entered the Fast Greasy Spoon was the aroma of rotten fish. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive fuchsia and striped decor. We were greeted and seated in the Dictionary Room, a wonderful room decorated with numerous hubcaps and multicolored pepper grinders. Our waitress, whose name was Winnie, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were pancakes, lasagna, shrimp, and egg rolls. I decided to order Brownies Du Jour and my companion, Allan, ordered Beef bouillon Stroganoff. Winnie seemed petulant as she brought in our orders about two minutes later. I had a bowl of borscht on the side, and Allan had a piece of cornbread. A glass of water was a perfect complement for my brownies.
The Brownies was leather but a bit puzzling. The common way to cook with cream of tomato soup is to fry wearily in gigantic skillet first, but our chef chooses to press, then blend it into the brownies. Allan thought the beef bouillon seemed a bit peculiar, but said he would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about eleven dollars, which I think is miraculous. Overall, the food was peachy, the atmosphere was unmemorable, and the service was incredible. If you are an apoplectic person, this might not be the worst place for you.