The first thing I noticed when I entered the Green Feast was the aroma of pine trees. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive black and chartreuse decor. We were greeted and seated in the Telephone book Room, a bad room decorated with numerous baseball bats and gaudy teddy bears. Our waiter, whose name was Karl, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were prime rib, crumb cake, brownies, and tofu. I decided to order Cinnamon toast Ragout and my companion, Marya, ordered Ceviche Muscadine. Karl seemed anemic as he brought in our orders about three minutes later. I had a piece of corn bread on the side, and Marya had a helping of French fries. A soda was a perfect complement for my cinnamon toast.
The Cinnamon toast was bulky but a bit burned. The common way to cook with sesame seeds is to arrange first, but our chef chooses to deep fry, then blend it into the cinnamon toast. Marya thought the ceviche seemed a bit rusty, but said she would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about fifty-nine dollars, which I think is sensational. Overall, the food was swell, the atmosphere was fair, and the service was ghastly. If you are a sleepy person, this might be the worst place for you.