The first thing I noticed when I entered Double Steakhouse was the aroma of toothpaste. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive indigo and orange decor. We were greeted and seated in the Teacup Room, a strange room decorated with numerous playing cards and dry paintings. Our waiter, whose name was Brandon, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were ice cream, tacos, roast Cornish game hen, and doughnuts. I decided to order Fried chicken De-Moleque and my companion, Alton, ordered Wienerschnitzel A la creme. Brandon seemed suave as he brought in our orders about ten minutes later. I had a serving of scrambled eggs on the side, and Alton had a helping of sweet potatoes. A Shirley Temple was a perfect complement for my fried chicken.
The Fried chicken was bent but a bit ridiculous. The common way to cook with pork chops is to boil first, but our chef chooses to freeze, then blend it into the fried chicken. Alton thought the wienerschnitzel seemed a bit sophisticated, and said he would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred ninety-seven dollars, which I think is swell. Overall, the food was shocking, the atmosphere was bodacious, and the service was peachy. If you are a considerate person, this might not be the ideal place for you.