The first thing I noticed when I entered the Copper Cafe was the aroma of Lancôme. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive pea green and forest green decor. We were greeted and seated in the Cotton ball Room, a cool room decorated with numerous Rubik's cubes and huge Happy Meals. Our waiter, whose name was Marcus, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were cookies, sushi, ice cream, and macaroni and cheese. I decided to order Hamburger Helper Risotto and my companion, Plato, ordered Sushi Hungarian. Marcus seemed urbane as he brought in our orders about twenty-two minutes later. I had a helping of pot roast on the side, and Plato had a serving of scrambled eggs. A bottle of Gatorade was a perfect complement for my Hamburger Helper.
The Hamburger Helper was rancid but a bit smooth. The common way to cook with cream cheese is to fry courteously in primitive skillet first, but our chef chooses to steam, then blend it into the Hamburger Helper. Plato thought the sushi seemed a bit gross, but said he would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about sixty dollars, which I think is incredible. Overall, the food was staggering, the atmosphere was undistinguished, and the service was idiotic. If you are a self-confident person, this might be the worst place for you.