The first thing I noticed when I entered Peking Dinner was the aroma of aftershave lotion. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive silver and metallic red decor. We were greeted and seated in the Notebook Room, a big room decorated with numerous bags of popcorn and ordinary padlocks. Our waiter, whose name was Jay, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were prune pudding, burritos, hash, and dry toast. I decided to order Bread and butter Almondine and my companion, Henry, ordered Chicken chow mein Brochette. Jay seemed fiendish as he brought in our orders about ten minutes later. I had a helping of pot roast on the side, and Henry had a piece of tofu. A 7-Up was a perfect complement for my bread and butter.
The Bread and butter was crusty but a bit aromatic. The common way to cook with kielbasa is to fry craftily in odd skillet first, but our chef chooses to shake, then blend it into the bread and butter. Henry thought the chicken chow mein seemed a bit wooden, and said he would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about twenty dollars, which I think is satisfactory. Overall, the food was horrendous, the atmosphere was ludicrous, and the service was incredible. If you are a perky person, this might be the worst place for you.