The first thing I noticed when I entered Mother's Cornucopia was the aroma of trouble. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive yellow and silver decor. We were greeted and seated in the Baseball bat Room, an astonishing room decorated with numerous snails and charming avocados. Our waiter, whose name was Bosco, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were ham, hors d'oeuvre, steak, and chicken chow mein. I decided to order Potatoes and gravy Flambé and my companion, Pamela, ordered Roast Cornish game hen Alla Cappuccina. Bosco seemed obnoxious as he brought in our orders about thirty-two minutes later. I had a blueberry pie on the side, and Pamela had an entree of duck a l'orange. A gin and tonic was a perfect complement for my potatoes and gravy.
The Potatoes and gravy was polished but a bit greasy. The common way to cook with canned milk is to shake first, but our chef chooses to microwave, then blend it into the potatoes and gravy. Pamela thought the roast Cornish game hen seemed a bit hefty, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about ninety-four dollars, which I think is satisfying. Overall, the food was thrilling, the atmosphere was decent, and the service was laughable. If you are a bizarre person, this might not be the worst place for you.