We smelled the oysters before seeing them. The salad station had nothing but supermarket salad bar stuff and a couple of aging pasta/mayo combinations. ""Asian"" specialties were tasteless dots of mystery meat or fish in sweet-sour sauces. Seafood? Rubbery shrimp and stringy snowcrab legs, both fresh from too long in the deep-freeze. The roast beef and lamb were grey, greasy and overdone, the ham watery. Gangs of toddlers rioted at the ice cream sundae station, the dessert section was a mess. The best thing was the freshly-squeezed orange juice , but when I tried to fill a regular-sized glass at the squeezing machine, a waiter literally yanked it from my hand and gave me a teeny glass instead.. There was nothing to recommend. Yes, it's all you want, but they want you to work for it, I guess. I wish this alert waiter had intervened with the couple who were eating directly from the chafing dishes. The sushi station and omelet station provided average fare. Scrambled eggs sat in a pool of water, and the ""eggs benedict"" sat on English Muffins so saturated with condensation, water squeezed out like a sponge. The smoked salmon and cream cheese were fine, but the bagels were like stone. A request for butter resulted in our waiter telling us to go to the waffle station and pour some of their melted butter into a cup. And the complimentary champagne...yikes. Free? They should pay people to drink it. And finally, throughout the meal, a shrill, frighteningly intense woman kept barging up to our table trying to hawk photos. We kept looking for the hidden cameras...and for the health authorities to arrest the oysters! Stay away from this place. Patrons are treated like rubes, the food ranged from a high of OK to a low of ""Whoof, that stinks."" Want a great brunch in the Valley? Go to Delmonico's in Encino. It's a different world.
Pros: Nothing heavy fell on us
Cons: Everything else
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