We were greeted by a lethargic hostess who could barely utter the words, " go on up". Which meant someone at the top of the escalator will seat you. The scene when we reached the next floor was chaotic. The restaurant was crowded, loud, and sweltering. We were seated by a host who directed us to a table that was so close to our neighboring diners on the left and right that we could hear every word of their conversations. I can never understand why folks are forced into one another's laps when other areas of the restaurant are completely empty. I suppose they are sectioned off for the waitresses' convenience. The table and menus were sticky. We began to change our minds about staying when our waitress arrived. The young woman seemed full of energy, happy, and nice but was allowed to report to work looking like a drag queen. Her make up was not appropriate for this venue. The heat, the atmosphere combined with the overpriced average offerings on the menu compelled us to retreat all the way home to NJ. No food was tasted, no need.
