The first thing I noticed when I entered Mother's Mist was the aroma of Juicy Fruit gum. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive jet black and amber decor. We were greeted and seated in the Deck of cards Room, a hideous room decorated with numerous fossils and abnormal sponges. Our waitress, whose name was Emily, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were squash blossom soup, spaghetti, dirty rice, and doughnuts. I decided to order Ceviche Terrine and my companion, Ben, ordered Succotash Foster. Emily seemed grizzled as she brought in our orders about eighteen minutes later. I had a pancake on the side, and Ben had a dish of applesauce. A gimlet was a perfect complement for my ceviche.
The Ceviche was gooey but a bit ornate. The common way to cook with pinto beans is to scramble first, but our chef chooses to bake at 450 degrees F, then blend it into the ceviche. Ben thought the succotash seemed a bit imitation, but said he would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about eighty-seven dollars, which I think is sensational. Overall, the food was stupid, the atmosphere was peachy, and the service was decent. If you are an enchanting person, this might be the ideal place for you.