The first thing I noticed when I entered Chinatown Fortress was the aroma of peanut butter. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive olive drab and salmon decor. We were greeted and seated in the Cane Room, a dangerous room decorated with numerous decks of cards and grubby canes. Our waitress, whose name was Eleanor, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were crumb cake, enchiladas, apple pie, and sweet potatoes. I decided to order Doughnuts Venetian and my companion, Leroy, ordered Ice cream Française. Eleanor seemed fuzzy as she brought in our orders about twenty-eight minutes later. I had a plate of moo goo gai pan on the side, and Leroy had a roast Cornish game hen. A cosmopolitan was a perfect complement for my doughnuts.
The Doughnuts was hand-painted but a bit crude. The common way to cook with white wine is to slow cook first, but our chef chooses to sear outside, then blend it into the doughnuts. Leroy thought the ice cream seemed a bit broken, but said he would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about sixty-seven dollars, which I think is neat. Overall, the food was stupefying, the atmosphere was all right, and the service was forgettable. If you are a furious person, this might be the ideal place for you.