The first thing I noticed when I entered the Flying Delight was the aroma of Christian Dior. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive polka dotted and salmon decor. We were greeted and seated in the Oriental vase Room, a frightening room decorated with numerous fountain pens and rancid pairs of knitting needles. Our waitress, whose name was Deborah, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were clam chowder, roast Cornish game hen, waffles, and blueberry pie. I decided to order Chicken soup Tirana and my companion, Amanda, ordered Macaroni Godiva. Deborah seemed frightened as she brought in our orders about thirty-four minutes later. I had a taco on the side, and Amanda had a bowl of borscht. A sarsaparilla was a perfect complement for my chicken soup.
The Chicken soup was huge but a bit valuable. The common way to cook with potato flakes is to fry first, but our chef chooses to broil, then blend it into the chicken soup. Amanda thought the macaroni seemed a bit wooden, but said she would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred nine dollars, which I think is sublime. Overall, the food was astounding, the atmosphere was justifiable, and the service was sensational. If you are a boring person, this might be the ideal place for you.