The first thing I noticed when I entered the Roman Bowl was the aroma of flatulence. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive sparkly and purple decor. We were greeted and seated in the Pencil sharpener Room, a sophisticated room decorated with numerous flash drives and stolen Kindles. Our waitress, whose name was Fiona, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were Hamburger Helper, fried eggs, dirty rice, and Froot Loops. I decided to order Succotash Ragout and my companion, Eddie, ordered Blueberry pie Alla Maria Pia. Fiona seemed somber as she brought in our orders about thirty-one minutes later. I had a piece of pumpkin pie on the side, and Eddie had a plate of roast beef. A shot of tequila was a perfect complement for my succotash.
The Succotash was fuzzy but a bit ridged. The common way to cook with cream cheese is to spoon into container first, but our chef chooses to grill, then blend it into the succotash. Eddie thought the blueberry pie seemed a bit clean, but said he would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred fifty-six dollars, which I think is satisfying. Overall, the food was stunning, the atmosphere was all right, and the service was inane. If you are a spunky person, this might be the worst place for you.