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| - Big Crow: Big Disappointment! Wanted to try the front restaurant, but it was packed on a Wednesday night. Big mistake. Maybe in the heat of summer, in the daylight this place would work. At this time of year, dim bulbs and patio heaters doesn't give the best impression of Algonquin Park. Take a canoe paddle and hit the owner over the head: menus with tiny print in darkness. I am sure JW Bird means something to somebody, but what is it for us newbies? I am sure the passle of U. of T. students had a great time, a table of 4 women nursed glasses of water for the entire time we were there, but that's no reason to charge me 3 bucks for a tiny bottle of Coke that wouldn't fill a Barbie Doll. Potato salad tasted like it had been in the prepared trough at Loblaws waay too long, nothing resembling what the website details. The ribs, oh the ribs, dry/overcooked, stone cold from the squashed cherry tomatoes and assorted gunk on top. I get the whole lets go camping vibe, lets eat off cheap plastic plates, sit on wooden benches, but don't you dare charge me for fine dining prices. Mr. Thuet outta prevent them from buying his bread, to use as a mop for the dry ribs, and advertising his name to pump up there menu.
Thank god for left over tirkey at home!
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