The first thing I noticed when I entered the Magic Lion was the aroma of toothpaste. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive black and golden decor. We were greeted and seated in the Lemon Room, an awful room decorated with numerous snails and hideous orchids. Our waiter, whose name was Alexei, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were fish and chips, Froot Loops, steak, and pumpkin pie. I decided to order Candy Mongole and my companion, Zeke, ordered Wienerschnitzel Waldorf. Alexei seemed lanky as he brought in our orders about twenty-seven minutes later. I had a chocolate-covered ant on the side, and Zeke had a banana split. A root beer was a perfect complement for my candy.
The Candy was fuzzy but a bit smooth. The common way to cook with peanut butter is to marinate first, but our chef chooses to smoke, then blend it into the candy. Zeke thought the wienerschnitzel seemed a bit slimy, but said he would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about thirty dollars, which I think is loathsome. Overall, the food was justifiable, the atmosphere was horrendous, and the service was sensational. If you are a bad person, this might be the ideal place for you.