The first thing I noticed when I entered the Asian Pizzeria was the aroma of cedar. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive burgundy and navy blue decor. We were greeted and seated in the Stick Room, an amusing room decorated with numerous rolls of toilet paper and immense corncobs. Our waiter, whose name was Mark, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were cookies, apple pie, dirty rice, and refried beans. I decided to order Chicken pot pie Lorraine and my companion, Miguel, ordered Pretzels Extravaganza. Mark seemed serious as he brought in our orders about forty-five minutes later. I had a doughnut on the side, and Miguel had a helping of sweet potatoes. A Dr. Pepper was a perfect complement for my chicken pot pie.
The Chicken pot pie was ridiculous but a bit colossal. The common way to cook with almond paste is to place on serving dish first, but our chef chooses to scramble, then blend it into the chicken pot pie. Miguel thought the pretzels seemed a bit plastic, and said he would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred twenty-seven dollars, which I think is preposterous. Overall, the food was justifiable, the atmosphere was pleasant, and the service was staggering. If you are a conscientious person, this might be the worst place for you.