My son and daughter-in-law were looking forward to Sunday brunch and brought us to Room 38. Although the hostess was quick to get us seated (we were the first party there at 10am, so this should not have been a problem), and the waitress was prompt to offer Sunday morning beverages (Bottomless Mimosas or a Specialty Bloody Mary), everything seemed good. Quick review of the Sunday menu looked fine, but that was where it started to decline. I ordered the chicken fried steak on biscuits, and my spouse ordered eggs benedict on biscuits with roasted potatoes. When the meal arrived, which being the first customers of the day, I would have anticipated it would have been without delay but perhaps the wait was to allow more bottomless mimosa time, we were quite surprised. The chicken fried steak biscuits were small, chewy and more fit for a fashionable diet. When I requested hot sauce to put on the potatoes, I was advised that they had run out of hot sauce. My spouse's eggs benedict was either without hollandaise sauce or it was something that neither of us had seen before. When I eventually was able to get the server's attention, and I pointed out that the eggs benedict was essentially dry, the response was did we want more sauce? I indicated it wasn't a matter of wanting more, it was a matter of wanting what should have been there in the first place. When the waitress returned with a little container of what purported to be the hollandaise sauce, she advised that was all the chef could "scrape" up, and frankly it looked like clear melted butter. The roasted potatoes both appeared and tasted as though they were fried, which also was a disappointment. Eventually, before the end of the meal I had to use the restroom and found the floors, beyond our table at the front of the restaurant, to be sticky. All in all, this was a significant disappointment for an overly expensive meal ($100 with tip), and I would not eat there again.