Once in the dinning area ( yes there are about five different areas; including a bar and a chill out space ), I realise that no matter where you stand or sit there you can see a big screen playing in this case a football match. Delighting!
We order jalepeno poppers, pizza and a fried chicken sandwich. Ok burger. Ok sandwich. The poppers were actually very goo. Full of cheese with a subtle kick of chile. More American than I thought possible in poor old east London.
Pop pop poppers:
The pizza and fried chicken sandwich are sadly not as good. It takes forever to get to our table and when the pizza finally gets there my sandwich is no where to be seen. I have to ask for it. They first look like they forgot it, but then it gets there moments later, a bit cold and dry. For what it's worth the pizza is huge and cheesy, but too soft for my liking. The cowboy doesn't mind. What we both mind is that the food doesn't have much flavour. Not even fried flavour, or cheese flavour. I am not sure where it's gone? Maybe they just use the most mild cheddar ever invented together with the most tasteless frying oil? It's a possibility.
In Rockaways defense it has only been open for not even a week when we visited. They still had paper pads out asking for suggestions to improve. We didn't leave any. But we expect that service and food will get better. Right now I will keep going to blueberry bar for all my American diner needs. Maybe, except if there is a really good game on.