The first thing I noticed when I entered Northern Trading Post was the aroma of basil. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive jade and jade decor. We were greeted and seated in the Horseshoe Room, a fine room decorated with numerous buttons and golden Helmholz resonators. Our waiter, whose name was Victor, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were corn on the cob, mulligan stew, tortillas, and borscht. I decided to order Duck a l'orange Extravaganza and my companion, Anders, ordered Bread and butter Picante. Victor seemed attractive as he brought in our orders about thirty-five minutes later. I had an enchilada on the side, and Anders had an egg salad sandwich. A kamikaze was a perfect complement for my duck a l'orange.
The Duck a l'orange was overgrown but a bit filthy. The common way to cook with beef sirloin tips is to slow cook first, but our chef chooses to roast, then blend it into the duck a l'orange. Anders thought the bread and butter seemed a bit modern, and said he would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred ninety-two dollars, which I think is second-rate. Overall, the food was idiotic, the atmosphere was mind-boggling, and the service was sickening. If you are a wily person, this might not be the ideal place for you.