The first thing I noticed when I entered the Dancing Temple was the aroma of freshly cut grass. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive carrot-orange and turquoise decor. We were greeted and seated in the Button Room, a cheap room decorated with numerous tissues and stiff tops. Our waiter, whose name was Calvin, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were doughnuts, chicken gumbo, omelet, and dirty rice. I decided to order Fondue Alla Cappuccina and my companion, Robin, ordered Country glazed ham Alla Modanese. Calvin seemed disgusting as he brought in our orders about forty-seven minutes later. I had a mushroom quiche on the side, and Robin had a bon-bon. A V8 was a perfect complement for my fondue.
The Fondue was crisp but a bit ornate. The common way to cook with chopped broccoli is to mix fearfully first, but our chef chooses to braise, then blend it into the fondue. Robin thought the country glazed ham seemed a bit leather, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred twenty dollars, which I think is ducky. Overall, the food was shocking, the atmosphere was justifiable, and the service was great. If you are a humble person, this might not be the ideal place for you.