There is a Circle of Hell that consists of waiting interminably in a bad restaurant. Cooking at Eagle's Nest, however, is neither a sport nor a pastime but a form of punishment inflicted on patrons whose attention is perhaps more attuned to the batteries of television sets the establishment deploys than to the fare put before them. The restaurant occupies the bad luck free-standing building at Macon and Sycamore View that has been home to various Mexican restaurants over the past several years. And given the two meals I had at Eagle's Nest, I hesitate to predict a long life for it.
Every evidence is given of shortcuts in preparation and lack of attention to detail.
The building has been extensively remodeled since the last time I was there. The color scheme is taupe and hot pink. Visiting Eagle's Nest for lunch, I took my waiter's advice and ordered the fried catfish dinner, preceding it with a cup of seafood gumbo and following it with a hefty slice of chocolate cake. This waiter was sweet and helpful, and she obviously worked hard during lunch to make her diners happy. But her faith in the catfish was misplaced.