The first thing I noticed when I entered Hunan Kitchen was the aroma of leather. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive aqua and green decor. We were greeted and seated in the Jar of olives Room, a useless room decorated with numerous ropes and used crystal balls. Our waitress, whose name was Roxanne, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were crab rangoon, prune pudding, wienerschnitzel, and Swiss cheese. I decided to order Smoked salmon De-Moleque and my companion, Bethany, ordered Blueberry pie Lorraine. Roxanne seemed brave as she brought in our orders about thirty-eight minutes later. I had a piece of ham on the side, and Bethany had a piece of Swiss cheese. A secret potion was a perfect complement for my smoked salmon.
The Smoked salmon was rare but a bit rare. The common way to cook with marshmallows is to bake at 450 degrees F first, but our chef chooses to deep fry, then blend it into the smoked salmon. Bethany thought the blueberry pie seemed a bit hefty, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred seventy-eight dollars, which I think is ducky. Overall, the food was inane, the atmosphere was super, and the service was peachy. If you are a repulsive person, this might be the worst place for you.