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| - I have to agree with Richard's review. Also, Junk should try visiting New York instead of just stereotyping based on a select few.
My boyfriend and I walked into this place thinking it might help us transition a little easier to living in the southwest, as we've just moved here from New York City. I'm originally from the Midwest, so I have no qualms about New York attitudes and food and J is very open to trying everything. At first glance, it seems like it might be a nice place, though it is very dark, almost like a dive bar with no windows. The hostess didn't immediately recognize us as customers as she was playing with her cell phone, so J tried to get her attention with a joke about native New Yorkers (the people, not the restaurant). Her response was a hazy glance and a slow "what?" as she attempted to half-smile her way out of the situation.
Eventually we were seated in a room that looked like it was still waiting for decoration, lights, and maybe some barriers. It was literally one big square room with about 20-30 tables strewn about and tiny uncomfortable booths lining the mostly windowless walls. The kitchen opened into this one room via one of the corners, luckily we were seated across the room from it, though there didn't appear to be much going on. We were there for lunch, though only about 3 other couples and a family with a horde of obnoxious screaming children were present for the meal, or lack thereof. I immediately took note of the small portion sizes and the greasy sheen over everything, including the tables and seats.
By the time we got our menus, which were also dripping wet from just having been wiped down with a greasy rag, we weren't hungry. The food on the menu is bland, boring all-American bar food: plain old burgers, french fries, and finger food. This isn't to say they didn't have spaghetti, BLTs and flash-fried fish, but I barely got past the first half of the menu before it slid out of my hand. We didn't stay for food once our drinks (water, as we were never asked what we wanted to drink) arrived. It was probably a one-time thing, but my water had bits of something floating in it, and it wasn't lemon.
Needless to say, I can't say anything about the food, but the service was completely lacking. Also, I'm not a huge fan of dining in a greasy basement.
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