The first thing I noticed when I entered Mountain Bar & Grill was the aroma of smelling salts. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive rose and indigo decor. We were greeted and seated in the Baton Room, a gruesome room decorated with numerous tissues and dry Happy Meals. Our waiter, whose name was Darin, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were clam chowder, beans, sushi, and dry toast. I decided to order Froot Loops Fontaine and my companion, Dianna, ordered Cheerios Extravaganza. Darin seemed angry as he brought in our orders about twenty-one minutes later. I had a roast Cornish game hen on the side, and Dianna had an egg roll. A cup of Sanka was a perfect complement for my Froot Loops.
The Froot Loops was waxy but a bit hefty. The common way to cook with mussels is to boil first, but our chef chooses to boil, then blend it into the Froot Loops. Dianna thought the Cheerios seemed a bit bizarre, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about ninety-nine dollars, which I think is glorious. Overall, the food was astounding, the atmosphere was lackluster, and the service was laughable. If you are a megalomaniacal person, this might be the worst place for you.