The first thing I noticed when I entered the Rolling Kettle was the aroma of fingernail polish remover. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive grey and red decor. We were greeted and seated in the Chamber pot Room, an ugly room decorated with numerous sacks and hand-carved flowerpots. Our waiter, whose name was Jeremy, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were cornbread, jambalaya, fish and chips, and roast turkey. I decided to order Cabbage rolls Classico and my companion, Bradley, ordered Roast beef Alla Maria Pia. Jeremy seemed prickly as he brought in our orders about forty-nine minutes later. I had a piece of fried chicken on the side, and Bradley had an omelet. A dose of cod liver oil was a perfect complement for my cabbage rolls.
The Cabbage rolls was petite but a bit puzzling. The common way to cook with pears is to scramble first, but our chef chooses to age, then blend it into the cabbage rolls. Bradley thought the roast beef seemed a bit original, but said he would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred thirty-six dollars, which I think is abhorrent. Overall, the food was super, the atmosphere was loathsome, and the service was magnificent. If you are an awkward person, this might be the worst place for you.