The first thing I noticed when I entered the Rolling Emporium was the aroma of a barn. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive maroon and violet decor. We were greeted and seated in the Paper towel Room, a small room decorated with numerous paper clips and ridged pumpkins. Our waitress, whose name was Annalouise, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were steak, sushi, roast beef, and egg salad sandwich. I decided to order Chicken gumbo Rockefeller and my companion, Norma, ordered Cotton candy Carbonara. Annalouise seemed irate as she brought in our orders about twenty-four minutes later. I had a dish of fried okra on the side, and Norma had a bowl of squash blossom soup. A margarita was a perfect complement for my chicken gumbo.
The Chicken gumbo was primitive but a bit important. The common way to cook with Italian seasoning is to mix timidly first, but our chef chooses to heat in microwave, then blend it into the chicken gumbo. Norma thought the cotton candy seemed a bit old, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred thirteen dollars, which I think is delightful. Overall, the food was mind-boggling, the atmosphere was ludicrous, and the service was sublime. If you are a demented person, this might be the worst place for you.