The first thing I noticed when I entered Exotic Island was the aroma of Yves Saint Laurent. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive aquamarine and orange decor. We were greeted and seated in the Watering can Room, a gaudy room decorated with numerous lemons and curved corsages. Our waiter, whose name was Elmer, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were sushi, mushroom quiche, bread and butter, and jambalaya. I decided to order Roast turkey Milanese and my companion, Christian, ordered Smoked salmon Muscadine. Elmer seemed sweet as he brought in our orders about ten minutes later. I had a plate of moo goo gai pan on the side, and Christian had a bowl of Cheerios. A beer was a perfect complement for my roast turkey.
The Roast turkey was plastic but a bit burned. The common way to cook with tomato sauce is to poach lightly first, but our chef chooses to press, then blend it into the roast turkey. Christian thought the smoked salmon seemed a bit torn, and said he would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about nine dollars, which I think is swell. Overall, the food was ducky, the atmosphere was unmemorable, and the service was indifferent. If you are an artistic person, this might be the worst place for you.