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| - Growing up in the Bronx, I was really excited to find what seemed to be a good Jewish restaurant out here, as that is something I haven't had the pleasure of enjoying in probably 20 years. Unfortunately, my excitement didn't last long, as my experience was more disappointing than impressive.
My wife and I went when they opened at 8 am, and seated ourselves as directed by the sign at the door. We were the first customers of the morning, so we picked a 2 seater towards the front. I don't usually really care too much about how a place looks, as long as it isn't dirty. This place looks like it was straight out of the lower east side of Manhattan, nothing fancy about it at all, or even pretending to be, with crooked pictures of their food and catering menus on the walls, walls which looked like they're still waiting for the paint job they needed back in 1977. Like I said though, I'm not too concerned with the place being fancy, as long as it's clean, and some of the best meals I've ever had were served in placed that looked like dumps, so that didn't really bother me, I'm just pointing it out to those who may be interested in the decor.
We were immediately approached by the bus boy who took our drink orders, 2 iced teas. He returned with our drinks a moment later and then came our server. My wife ordered "the usual", which is bacon, egg and cheese on a kaiser roll, and I got "the killer", which is pork roll, bacon, ham, egg and cheese, also on a kaiser roll. The food took probably 5 minutes to come out and was impressive at first glance, until I realized there was nothing on the plates of sandwiches but the sandwiches. My wife enjoyed her food, so I'll only speak on mine. Don't get me wrong, the sandwich itself was absolutely delicious, but for $11.95 I would have expected something more on the plate. Some potatoes? A slice of pickle? Hell, gimme a piece of lettuce or an orange slice as a garnish like the Black Bear diner does across the street. The bus boy refilled our drinks without being asked, which was nice, and then our server brought the bill: $25.63 (before the tip) for 2 sandwiches with no sides and 2 glasses of iced tea.
I'm not cheap by any stretch of the imagination, we eat breakfast out probably 4 mornings out of 5, but I do believe in at least getting what I pay for. This same bill at the Black Bear would have left us stuffed to the gills and more than satisfied, with friendly, attentive service. OK, whatever, time to pay and go. I pull out my card and put it into the little folder, and place it to the edge of the table - y'know, the international sign for "please take this so I can go home and write my review." I wait. I wait some more. I wait even more. Now I'm getting annoyed. 34 minutes later, the server comes back to me and asks if we're OK, only because another customer came in and sat in her section. I said "yeah, this was ready a half hour ago" to which she replied "oh, I didn't know." Well you would have known if you had bothered to come out from the back instead of hanging out bs'ing with the cooks. We ate right away and you brought the bill right away, how long did you think we wanted to sit there admiring the scenery?
Anyway, I gave the place 2 stars only because the food itself tasted delicious, but that's it. Credit where it's due, my sandwich was tasty and well put together, but absolutely not worth $12 by itself on a plate. Will I go back? No. I'll gladly spend the same amount of money across the street at the Black Bear, eat like I'm going to the electric chair, and not get put on the "pay no mind" list.
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