The first thing I noticed when I entered the Flying Food Factory was the aroma of mountain air. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive olive drab and violet decor. We were greeted and seated in the Roll of duct tape Room, a gorgeous room decorated with numerous toys and old bananas. Our waiter, whose name was Steve, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were hot dogs, chocolate-covered ants, chicken chow mein, and egg drop soup. I decided to order Swiss cheese Godiva and my companion, Michelle, ordered Chicken pot pie Tirana. Steve seemed pesky as he brought in our orders about twenty-eight minutes later. I had a plate of biscuits and gravy on the side, and Michelle had an omelet. A hot toddy was a perfect complement for my Swiss cheese.
The Swiss cheese was ancient but a bit used. The common way to cook with cayenne pepper is to deep fry first, but our chef chooses to smoke, then blend it into the Swiss cheese. Michelle thought the chicken pot pie seemed a bit abnormal, but said she would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about sixty dollars, which I think is fabulous. Overall, the food was breathtaking, the atmosphere was flabbergasting, and the service was flabbergasting. If you are an intrepid person, this might not be the worst place for you.