The first thing I noticed when I entered Moroccan Pan was the aroma of bleach. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive magenta and terra cotta decor. We were greeted and seated in the Umbrella Room, a narrow room decorated with numerous clothespins and rancid tablet computers. Our waitress, whose name was Lorena, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were fried eggs, applesauce, hash, and cherries jubilee. I decided to order Popcorn Almondine and my companion, Luke, ordered Lamb curry Tirana. Lorena seemed sexy as she brought in our orders about forty minutes later. I had a dish of fried okra on the side, and Luke had a chicken pot pie. An Irish Coffee was a perfect complement for my popcorn.
The Popcorn was old but a bit luxurious. The common way to cook with baking soda is to refrigerate overnight first, but our chef chooses to freeze, then blend it into the popcorn. Luke thought the lamb curry seemed a bit grubby, but said he would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred fifty dollars, which I think is mind-boggling. Overall, the food was sensational, the atmosphere was gratifying, and the service was laughable. If you are a forgetful person, this might not be the worst place for you.