"This place is awful. Everything about it is awful. At the summit of the Moleson, which is really lovely, you will find a badly run, chaotic, place that is as cold and unfriendly as any place in my recent memory. The system that they've put in place (order with the cashier, then get number, and then wait an eternity to be served) is a farce. The waiting staff spends half their time searching for number 52 while your food gets cold. But that doesn't really seem to matter since most of their menu is reheated, industrial stuff like stone hard nuggets and McCain fries for the kiddies. On top of all that, the decor is non existent (not one painting or mural anywhere just blank walls), and to top it off, in a place catering to tourists, everything is written in French only. The room is full of Swiss Germans and Anglophiles and they haven't even taken that into consideration. The staff of this place and the office of tourism in Moleson Village should be ashamed of what's going on up there. So if you go up to admire the view, have a drink but forget the food."
Chefsalat
