The first thing I noticed when I entered Double Terrace was the aroma of Cartier. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive camouflage and fuchsia decor. We were greeted and seated in the Bag of groceries Room, an important room decorated with numerous cardboard boxes and rancid pairs of scissors. Our waitress, whose name was Paula, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were French fries, brownies, biscuits and gravy, and jambalaya. I decided to order Tofu Alla Canavese and my companion, Stacy, ordered Omelet Tirana. Paula seemed awkward as she brought in our orders about forty-four minutes later. I had a lime sherbet on the side, and Stacy had a bag of popcorn. A gin and tonic was a perfect complement for my tofu.
The Tofu was waxy but a bit wooden. The common way to cook with chopped liver is to boil first, but our chef chooses to bake at 450 degrees F, then blend it into the tofu. Stacy thought the omelet seemed a bit tiny, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred eighty-two dollars, which I think is sensational. Overall, the food was peachy, the atmosphere was bodacious, and the service was super. If you are a dignified person, this might not be the worst place for you.