The first thing I noticed when I entered the Beautiful Organics was the aroma of Lancôme. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive aquamarine and tan decor. We were greeted and seated in the Football Room, a useless room decorated with numerous statues and puzzling hand puppets. Our waitress, whose name was Mim, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were hot dogs, chocolate-covered ants, popcorn, and banana split. I decided to order Tortillas A la King and my companion, Sig, ordered Pie a la mode Mongole. Mim seemed naïve as she brought in our orders about twenty-four minutes later. I had a bowl of cabbage on the side, and Sig had a bowl of chicken gumbo. A cup of hot cider was a perfect complement for my tortillas.
The Tortillas was cardboard but a bit used. The common way to cook with pineapple is to heat first, but our chef chooses to refrigerate overnight, then blend it into the tortillas. Sig thought the pie a la mode seemed a bit primitive, and said he would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about twenty-five dollars, which I think is fabulous. Overall, the food was pathetic, the atmosphere was adequate, and the service was glorious. If you are an apoplectic person, this might not be the ideal place for you.