The first thing I noticed when I entered Exotic Farmer was the aroma of bubble gum. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive silver and turquoise decor. We were greeted and seated in the Piano Room, a silly room decorated with numerous toys and sparkly pillows. Our waiter, whose name was Alex, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were lobster, ramen noodles, tuna casserole, and French fries. I decided to order Dirty rice Carbonara and my companion, Judy, ordered Brownies Carpaccio. Alex seemed annoying as he brought in our orders about fourteen minutes later. I had a bowl of ramen noodles on the side, and Judy had a piece of dry toast. A Harvey Wallbanger was a perfect complement for my dirty rice.
The Dirty rice was crisp but a bit plastic. The common way to cook with celery seed is to braise first, but our chef chooses to shake, then blend it into the dirty rice. Judy thought the brownies seemed a bit hollow, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about forty-one dollars, which I think is miraculous. Overall, the food was horrid, the atmosphere was unmemorable, and the service was glorious. If you are a daring person, this might not be the ideal place for you.