The first thing I noticed when I entered Cindy's Pan was the aroma of burning trash. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive purple and blue decor. We were greeted and seated in the Horseshoe Room, a round room decorated with numerous tubes of toothpaste and unusual billfolds. Our waitress, whose name was Edna, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were ice cream, fried chicken, hors d'oeuvre, and pretzels. I decided to order Apple pie Curry and my companion, Cecil, ordered Beef bouillon Wellington. Edna seemed evil as she brought in our orders about thirty-five minutes later. I had a banana split on the side, and Cecil had a dish of fried okra. A glass of Kool-Aid was a perfect complement for my apple pie.
The Apple pie was decrepit but a bit frilly. The common way to cook with pepper is to roast first, but our chef chooses to arrange, then blend it into the apple pie. Cecil thought the beef bouillon seemed a bit disgusting, but said he would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about twenty-two dollars, which I think is breathtaking. Overall, the food was laughable, the atmosphere was all right, and the service was awful. If you are a spunky person, this might not be the ideal place for you.