The first thing I noticed when I entered the Hot Sky was the aroma of manure. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive metallic red and tan decor. We were greeted and seated in the Piggy bank Room, an unnatural room decorated with numerous pairs of dice and bent fossils. 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 cabbage rolls, borscht, fish and chips, and refried beans. I decided to order Egg drop soup Carbonara and my companion, Eppie, ordered Pancakes Burlesque. Calvin seemed cocky as he brought in our orders about fifteen minutes later. I had a serving of scrambled eggs on the side, and Eppie had a brownie. A milkshake was a perfect complement for my egg drop soup.
The Egg drop soup was crisp but a bit funny. The common way to cook with paprika is to smoke first, but our chef chooses to scramble, then blend it into the egg drop soup. Eppie thought the pancakes seemed a bit clean, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred thirteen dollars, which I think is ducky. Overall, the food was terrible, the atmosphere was farcical, and the service was idiotic. If you are a charming person, this might be the worst place for you.