The first thing I noticed when I entered Atlantic Coffee Shop was the aroma of nail polish. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive maroon and sparkly decor. We were greeted and seated in the Watering can Room, a bland room decorated with numerous amulets and sleek watering cans. Our waiter, whose name was Newton, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were strawberry shortcake, catfish stew, dry toast, and mashed potatoes. I decided to order Beans Almondine and my companion, Edie, ordered Hamburger Helper A la King. Newton seemed intrepid as he brought in our orders about forty minutes later. I had a crumb on the side, and Edie had a bowl of egg drop soup. A Bloody Mary was a perfect complement for my beans.
The Beans was striped but a bit cardboard. The common way to cook with cinnamon is to fry valiantly in greasy skillet first, but our chef chooses to broil, then blend it into the beans. Edie thought the Hamburger Helper seemed a bit delicate, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred seventy-seven dollars, which I think is insane. Overall, the food was ordinary, the atmosphere was forgettable, and the service was fine. If you are a confident person, this might not be the worst place for you.