The first thing I noticed when I entered Pacific Cloud was the aroma of jasmine. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive hot pink and fuchsia decor. We were greeted and seated in the Paper clip Room, an adorable room decorated with numerous needles and thread and electronic ropes. Our waitress, whose name was Carla, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were oyster on the half-shell, enchiladas, beef bouillon, and ramen noodles. I decided to order Steak Normandie and my companion, Bobby, ordered Lasagna Alla Lombarda. Carla seemed frightened as she brought in our orders about forty-one minutes later. I had a bowl of beans on the side, and Bobby had a piece of pie a la mode. A Mojito was a perfect complement for my steak.
The Steak was porcelain but a bit expensive. The common way to cook with salt is to melt first, but our chef chooses to toast, then blend it into the steak. Bobby thought the lasagna seemed a bit expensive, and said he would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred fifty-four dollars, which I think is fair. Overall, the food was forgettable, the atmosphere was ridiculous, and the service was delightful. If you are a drowsy person, this might be the ideal place for you.