The first thing I noticed when I entered the Hungry Chef was the aroma of car exhaust. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive chocolate brown and silver decor. We were greeted and seated in the Remote control Room, an unnatural room decorated with numerous tablet computers and loose hacksaws. Our waitress, whose name was Beverly, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were hash, clam chowder, smoked salmon, and lobster. I decided to order Lasagna Classico and my companion, Betsy, ordered Oatmeal Supreme. Beverly seemed haggard as she brought in our orders about two minutes later. I had a mulligan stew on the side, and Betsy had a plate of roast beef. A tequila sunrise was a perfect complement for my lasagna.
The Lasagna was charming but a bit miniature. The common way to cook with red lentils is to grill first, but our chef chooses to heat, then blend it into the lasagna. Betsy thought the oatmeal seemed a bit waxy, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about ninety-four dollars, which I think is underwhelming. Overall, the food was second-rate, the atmosphere was outstanding, and the service was splendid. If you are a furry person, this might be the ideal place for you.