DECOR-The place DOES feel like Austin Powers should be jumping out at any moment with some groovy 60s comments and the outside looks like it's been closed for years. You walk in and you can tell nobody really cares to keep the place up. Worn wood panels, an old gold lobster thing missing most of the lobster parts remains right when you walk in, as well as some junky weathered pictures and other dated artifacts that I would pass up at any garage sale. SERVICE-Had a grouchy waiter who asked us what we wanted without giving us any menus/options. Oh well. FOOD - Butter arrived 15 minutes before the bread. Bread was junk wonderbread style rolls - nothing special at all. Soup was pretty good, it was some sort of beef vegatable. Salad nightmare arrived-TERRIBLE. Looked like it was created the night before, or morning of the luncheon, saturated with dressing and left to sit for hours. It looked dreary, tasted ordinary, and some of the cucumber was cut WAY too large - it's not my job to prepare this salad. STEAK- An hour after we ordered and everyone else was starting to eat, the oh-so-nice waiter came back to ask our group if we wanted anything else (again with no options), since they they were out of our sirloin we each ordered. AN HOUR LATER THEY FIGURE THIS OUT. So, while all the other attendees of the meeting are eating, including those that came well after the fact and sat exactly where he told us we couldn't sit - he's asking us if we'd like something else?! His option? 'Well, we're out of everything - we only have the Salmon'. So there we are at Carl's Famous Chop House est 1925, and they're out of Steak for a small luncheon that has 10% of the restaurant occupied. The place was freezing cold inside, they forced you to use their dumb valet service even though the whole parking lot is empty (the valets were even late - so they had abuse our car to get us to stop because we were following our colleagues which had already parked themselves and were walking in.
Pros: Looks like an Austin Powers Hangout
Cons: Everything was abysmal