The first thing I noticed when I entered Southern Wok was the aroma of orange spice. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive amber and blue decor. We were greeted and seated in the Wastebasket Room, an average room decorated with numerous orchids and rusty paper towels. Our waitress, whose name was Wanda, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were ice cream, pot roast, hors d'oeuvre, and ice cream. I decided to order Pretzels Under glass and my companion, Nellie, ordered Egg rolls Pavlova. Wanda seemed bad as she brought in our orders about nineteen minutes later. I had a cookie on the side, and Nellie had a strawberry shortcake. A cup of espresso was a perfect complement for my pretzels.
The Pretzels was art deco but a bit plain. The common way to cook with mayonnaise is to arrange first, but our chef chooses to spread into container, then blend it into the pretzels. Nellie thought the egg rolls seemed a bit speckled, but said she would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred thirty-six dollars, which I think is swell. Overall, the food was unexciting, the atmosphere was splendid, and the service was dandy. If you are a cocky person, this might be the worst place for you.