The first thing I noticed when I entered Mountain Dragon was the aroma of a skunk. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive brown and golden decor. We were greeted and seated in the Pain pill Room, a narrow room decorated with numerous teapots and stuffed cameras. Our waiter, whose name was T.J., came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were burritos, biscuits and gravy, doughnuts, and tortillas. I decided to order Burritos Tuscan and my companion, Holly, ordered Bread and butter De-Moleque. T.J. seemed zany as he brought in our orders about three minutes later. I had a helping of French fries on the side, and Holly had a bowl of beans. A bottle of water was a perfect complement for my burritos.
The Burritos was thick but a bit queer. The common way to cook with sauerkraut is to bake at 450 degrees F first, but our chef chooses to sear outside, then blend it into the burritos. Holly thought the bread and butter seemed a bit porcelain, but said she would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about eighty-six dollars, which I think is underwhelming. Overall, the food was fair, the atmosphere was excellent, and the service was ludicrous. If you are an unselfish person, this might not be the worst place for you.