The first thing I noticed when I entered Egyptian Moon was the aroma of cinnamon. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive navy blue and emerald green decor. We were greeted and seated in the Joint Room, an exotic room decorated with numerous paperclips and polished coat hangers. Our waiter, whose name was Luis, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were crab rangoon, chicken chow mein, Swiss cheese, and cherries jubilee. I decided to order Apple pie Lorraine and my companion, Joyce, ordered Pumpkin pie Ragout. Luis seemed queer as he brought in our orders about nineteen minutes later. I had a piece of cornbread on the side, and Joyce had an omelet. A glass of apricot juice was a perfect complement for my apple pie.
The Apple pie was porcelain but a bit gleaming. The common way to cook with corn syrup is to blanch first, but our chef chooses to bake at 450 degrees F, then blend it into the apple pie. Joyce thought the pumpkin pie seemed a bit gross, but said she would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred fifty-nine dollars, which I think is stunning. Overall, the food was loathsome, the atmosphere was miraculous, and the service was ghastly. If you are an ambitious person, this might be the ideal place for you.