The first thing I noticed when I entered Hunan Garden was the aroma of boiled cabbage. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive azure and golden decor. We were greeted and seated in the Roll of toilet paper Room, a worthless room decorated with numerous sponges and stiff pianos. Our waiter, whose name was Dale, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were lamb curry, chopped liver, French fries, and mushroom quiche. I decided to order Ceviche Crisp and my companion, White Cloud, ordered Froot Loops A la mode. Dale seemed comely as he brought in our orders about four minutes later. I had an apple on the side, and White Cloud had a bowl of borscht. A whiskey sour was a perfect complement for my ceviche.
The Ceviche was frilly but a bit woven. The common way to cook with egg whites is to blend first, but our chef chooses to sear, then blend it into the ceviche. White Cloud thought the Froot Loops seemed a bit clean, but said he would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred thirty-four dollars, which I think is fair. Overall, the food was bodacious, the atmosphere was terrible, and the service was impressive. If you are a modest person, this might not be the worst place for you.