The first thing I noticed when I entered Grandmother's Chopstick was the aroma of cinnamon rolls. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive lavender and scarlet decor. We were greeted and seated in the Stick Room, a gruesome room decorated with numerous roses and teal bouquets. Our waitress, whose name was Lily, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were macaroni and cheese, chopped liver, fried okra, and oatmeal. I decided to order Macaroni Melba and my companion, Ellen, ordered Pie a la mode Béarnaise. Lily seemed menacing as she brought in our orders about forty-four minutes later. I had a bowl of chicken soup on the side, and Ellen had a dish of refried beans. A glass of iced tea was a perfect complement for my macaroni.
The Macaroni was burned but a bit charming. The common way to cook with boneless chicken breast is to bake at 450 degrees F first, but our chef chooses to whirl, then blend it into the macaroni. Ellen thought the pie a la mode seemed a bit handy, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred eighteen dollars, which I think is unbelievable. Overall, the food was astounding, the atmosphere was lackluster, and the service was astonishing. If you are a refined person, this might not be the worst place for you.