The word "cafeteria" doesn't go hand in hand with "quality." Frozen chicken fingers, lifeless peas, and milk cartons are more like it. While I never attended a school with trays and glass protected buffets, I remember Charlie Chaplin in Modern Times, waltzing into a streetside cafeteria, gobbing an inordinate amount of food, and sauntering out without paying a cent.
I almost wish I could pull a Chaplin-esque stunt at Lemonade, minus the part about not paying. The food here is always fresh, and the variety is impressive. The staff is also uber-friendly. I think three different people asked if they could help me, and the woman at the cashier gave me a small cup of jalapeno green lemonade free of charge, after I expressed hesitation because of my apple allergy.
Not a place to take a date, but good for grabbing a quick, wholesome bite.
sampling the watermelon radish
the end of the line tempts you with vintage desserts
mi cena: arugula with blue cheese, asian pear and balsamic;
lobster noodles with lebanese cucumber; citrus poached salmon.
not pictured: jalapeno green apple lemonade
sister had the moroccan chicken braise and cucumber mint lemonade
[photos by I Heart Woo]