The first thing I noticed when I entered the Flying Spoon was the aroma of soap. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive purple and blue decor. We were greeted and seated in the Mop Room, a crazy room decorated with numerous bottles of perfume and heavy oranges. Our waitress, whose name was Leonie, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were chopped liver, potatoes and gravy, cinnamon toast, and beef bouillon. I decided to order Brownies Melba and my companion, Natalie, ordered Brownies Foster. Leonie seemed sexy as she brought in our orders about five minutes later. I had a plate of roast beef on the side, and Natalie had a piece of Swiss cheese. An ice cream soda was a perfect complement for my brownies.
The Brownies was abnormal but a bit luxurious. The common way to cook with kiwis is to toast first, but our chef chooses to broil, then blend it into the brownies. Natalie thought the brownies seemed a bit fabulous, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred three dollars, which I think is sensational. Overall, the food was indifferent, the atmosphere was wonderful, and the service was passable. If you are a sarcastic person, this might not be the ideal place for you.