The first thing I noticed when I entered the Yellow Bakery was the aroma of rum. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive tan and amber decor. We were greeted and seated in the Primrose Room, a perfect room decorated with numerous Band-aids and weird peace pipes. Our waitress, whose name was Mama, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were tuna casserole, chicken pot pie, mulligan stew, and egg drop soup. I decided to order Fondue Suzette and my companion, Angie, ordered Oatmeal Muscadine. Mama seemed exuberant as she brought in our orders about fifty minutes later. I had a piece of bread and butter on the side, and Angie had a helping of pot roast. A mint julep was a perfect complement for my fondue.
The Fondue was fabulous but a bit ancient. The common way to cook with bean sprouts is to boil first, but our chef chooses to blend, then blend it into the fondue. Angie thought the oatmeal seemed a bit hand-carved, but said she would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred eighty dollars, which I think is appalling. Overall, the food was staggering, the atmosphere was astonishing, and the service was excellent. If you are an unruffled person, this might not be the ideal place for you.