When we first walked into this nightmarish brunch experience, we couldn't have been more excited. It was like going through the rabbit hole and finding a whimsical restaurant full of your favorite childhood characters. But once we sat down, we realized Cookie Monster wasn't there voluntarily.
Our first encounter was with an extremely sour waitress, who wasn't exactly a people person. In fact, imagining her dealing with children is just a scary thought. She begrudgingly brought us menus and then left to stand in the kitchen (we could see her from where we were sitting) for a solid 15 minutes. Finally I got up and went into the kitchen to make our order, which she received with a look of pure annoyance (1 order of pancakes, 2 coffees), and then took the next 45 minutes to make the food.
As we sat under the gaze of hundreds of stuffed animals, the fact that we were the only customers in the restaurant really began to sink in. It felt less like a Disney movie and more like a Tim Burton production.
And a final word of warning, the bathroom locks are stickier than the awful jam they put on our pancakes. It may take a lot of work -- or some desperate knocking -- to get out.
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