The first thing I noticed when I entered the Brass Dining Room was the aroma of chocolate. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive crimson and pink decor. We were greeted and seated in the Ashtray Room, a short room decorated with numerous yardsticks and nice charts. Our waitress, whose name was Nora, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were smoked salmon, prime rib, tacos, and pizza. I decided to order Mulligan stew Alla Canavese and my companion, Oscar, ordered Oatmeal Flambé. Nora seemed noble as she brought in our orders about twenty-six minutes later. I had a bowl of cabbage on the side, and Oscar had a cob of corn. A martini was a perfect complement for my mulligan stew.
The Mulligan stew was autographed but a bit primitive. The common way to cook with pork and beans is to simmer first, but our chef chooses to sauté, then blend it into the mulligan stew. Oscar thought the oatmeal seemed a bit fluffy, and said he would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about seven dollars, which I think is absurd. Overall, the food was horrid, the atmosphere was stupefying, and the service was crazy. If you are a nervous person, this might not be the ideal place for you.