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red door. a cute sign, in this case, is not a good sign. a cockroach was spotted crawling on the wall behind my booth. i watched it negotiate its way, along the wall, until it was just about to hitch a ride on a suede jacket. as the transfer from the wall to the jacket was about to transpire, the suede jacket saw me watching, so, i just pointed to the roach. that instant, the suede jacket sprang from her seat. nice start. the menu is broad. cheese dip, chicken-fried-prime-rib, pizza, salad topped with deep fried bacon, spaghetti & meatballs. i went with the fish & chips ($16.95) which included a side item of my choice. i ordered the salad with house made blue cheese dressing. it was good. served on a chilled plate with a cold, old, grilled piece of bread OR a limp crouton, you decide. the menu refers to the chips as “frites”. sorry to say, they are more akin to those canned shoestring potato sticks. remember those? well, i had completely forgotten about them until they were served to me, mixed together with the fish, in a paper lined, black metal, spiral cone that could have been purchased at Big Lots. my fish looked more like fish sticks rather than the fat cod fillets i am used to. the fish was greasy and bland. tasteless, unless dunked into tartar sauce. these words actually left my mouth: long john silver is better. ok, so, you get it. my food was not worth my time, the caloric intake or the price. let’s move on to the weird noise level in the back half or the restaurant. i can’t explain the acoustical failure that is happening there, the servers literally had to yell to be heard. at times, the barrage of voices from other tables was overwhelming. here’s my advice; if you go, sit in the front half or outside on one of the two patios, pack a roach motel and steer clear the fish & chips. got it? good.

Red Door
3701 Old Cantrell Road


Little Rock

 
501-666-8482