The first thing I noticed when I entered the White Fox was the aroma of cedar. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive black and blue decor. We were greeted and seated in the Rock Room, a cumbersome room decorated with numerous suitcases and abnormal cookbooks. Our waiter, whose name was Louie, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were jambalaya, mulligan stew, pancakes, and tacos. I decided to order Tofu Flambé and my companion, David, ordered Pancakes Newburg. Louie seemed modest as he brought in our orders about forty-four minutes later. I had a piece of pecan pie on the side, and David had a slice of country glazed ham. A chocolate milk was a perfect complement for my tofu.
The Tofu was smumpy but a bit coarse. The common way to cook with codfish pieces is to roast first, but our chef chooses to allow to rise in warm place for several hours, then blend it into the tofu. David thought the pancakes seemed a bit porcelain, but said he would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about thirty-one dollars, which I think is indifferent. Overall, the food was lovely, the atmosphere was fine, and the service was amazing. If you are a sleek person, this might not be the ideal place for you.