The night that we went was a Friday. The wait for a four top was barely twenty minutes. Elvis had left the building, for the holidays. There was a I think female singer, with a good voice, doing somber, inspirational numbers interspersed with some upbeat hits.
The yellow curry with chicken was good, but I would say Palm’s can really fry a trout. The fried trout was light and golden. Maybe two tiny bones all day. The sauce was mango, chile, oil, peanuts, herbs.