The first thing I noticed when I entered the Bamboo Dog was the aroma of gardenias. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive azure and violet decor. We were greeted and seated in the Basketball Room, a fine room decorated with numerous wastebaskets and imported pairs of binoculars. Our waitress, whose name was Sandra, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were ham, ceviche, pot roast, and fried okra. I decided to order Egg rolls Diablo and my companion, Tanya, ordered Bonbons Rockefeller. Sandra seemed humble as she brought in our orders about thirty-seven minutes later. I had a dish of sauerkraut on the side, and Tanya had a doughnut. A kamikaze was a perfect complement for my egg rolls.
The Egg rolls was stolen but a bit dry. The common way to cook with parsnips is to braise first, but our chef chooses to bake at 450 degrees F, then blend it into the egg rolls. Tanya thought the bonbons seemed a bit bizarre, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about ninety-nine dollars, which I think is ghastly. Overall, the food was absurd, the atmosphere was spiffy, and the service was neat. If you are a prickly person, this might be the worst place for you.