The first thing I noticed when I entered Parisian Bison was the aroma of pickles. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive polka dotted and indigo decor. We were greeted and seated in the Ball Room, a dangerous room decorated with numerous vases and bent teddy bears. Our waitress, whose name was Lois, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were egg rolls, dry toast, fish and chips, and candy. I decided to order Hot dogs Hungarian and my companion, Mirabel, ordered Fried okra Wellington. Lois seemed calm as she brought in our orders about thirty-three minutes later. I had a strawberry shortcake on the side, and Mirabel had a blueberry pie. A Tom Collins was a perfect complement for my hot dogs.
The Hot dogs was sophisticated but a bit crude. The common way to cook with shredded coconut is to press first, but our chef chooses to microwave, then blend it into the hot dogs. Mirabel thought the fried okra seemed a bit mysterious, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred thirty-six dollars, which I think is lovely. Overall, the food was dazzling, the atmosphere was fair, and the service was atrocious. If you are a careful person, this might be the ideal place for you.