This is the sort of place where middle-aged, white guys in business suits elicit lots of “what’s a round-eye like you doing in here?” befuddlement from the staff when they walk in. After they stop staring (because you’re the first middle-age white guy in a suit ever to appear in the place), that staff then tries to talk you out of ordering anything good — assuming that being lost and starving are the only things that could’ve gotten you there.