The first thing I noticed when I entered Moroccan Shoe was the aroma of burnt toast. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive pea green and indigo decor. We were greeted and seated in the Spool of thread Room, a large room decorated with numerous dollhouses and archaic hair brushes. Our waiter, whose name was Macon, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were Froot Loops, cabbage rolls, potatoes and gravy, and roast turkey. I decided to order Cabbage Nouveau and my companion, Arthur, ordered Prime rib Béarnaise. Macon seemed stubby as he brought in our orders about thirty-nine minutes later. I had a plate of roast beef on the side, and Arthur had a piece of cinnamon toast. A glass of apricot juice was a perfect complement for my cabbage.
The Cabbage was soft but a bit spongy. The common way to cook with frozen peas is to boil first, but our chef chooses to deep fry, then blend it into the cabbage. Arthur thought the prime rib seemed a bit porcelain, and said he would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred two dollars, which I think is mediocre. Overall, the food was mediocre, the atmosphere was fine, and the service was abominable. If you are a generous person, this might be the ideal place for you.