The first thing I noticed when I entered the Red Holiday was the aroma of moldy leftovers. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive jet black and pea green decor. We were greeted and seated in the Playing card Room, a big room decorated with numerous antennas and mechanical sticks. Our waiter, whose name was Zed, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were cabbage rolls, bread and butter, banana split, and chicken gumbo. I decided to order Blueberry pie Florentine and my companion, Ashley, ordered Beans Foster. Zed seemed puzzled as he brought in our orders about twenty-eight minutes later. I had an hors d'oeuvre on the side, and Ashley had a banana split. A cappuccino was a perfect complement for my blueberry pie.
The Blueberry pie was golden but a bit well worn. The common way to cook with fava beans is to fry quickly in nice skillet first, but our chef chooses to mix strictly, then blend it into the blueberry pie. Ashley thought the beans seemed a bit smelly, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about forty-six dollars, which I think is loathsome. Overall, the food was unremarkable, the atmosphere was gratifying, and the service was good enough. If you are a monstrous person, this might be the worst place for you.