We were staying next door so it was an easy decision to eat at the Millwood. When I walked through the door, I felt like I had entered the 70's with the decor.
There was no one there to great us so we stood around, shuffling our feet, trying to figure out if we were suppose to go someplace out to get seated. Someone did eventually come and seat us and said someone would be with us. We had to rely on that since we didn't even get menus. We watched as others were seated with menu. Then their orders were taken. We started trying to flag someone down at this point. It wasn't until the later parties were served that we were able to get someone to come over and talk to us. The excuse? Everyone thought someone else was handling us. You would think no drinks and no menus would have been a clue that someone should check up on us.
Once we got a waitress, she took good care of us. I ordered Madiera Sirloin and my husband had the ribs. The ribs were the better choice. We also had the salad bar which is small. It is in what looks like an order window to the kitchen. They had one very good dressing but I can't tell you what since none of the dressings were labeled. All I can tell you is to try the less thick one. My Madiera Sirloin was okay. There was just something missing in the flavors to me so they tasted flat. My husband did enjoy the ribs.
You don't have to be worried about eating here as long as you set your expectations correctly and make a fuss if they forget you