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I've been here about 7 times now and have tried everything from the make your own salad to the sandwiches.
Salads:
I have a kind of love/hate relationships with these salads. I love that you can choose from an array of toppings (from veggies, nuts, eggs, and bacon) and that everything always looks fresh. It allows you to mix things up from day to day as opposed to the habit of 'Santa Fe Tuesdays' and 'Caesar Sundays'. Variety is indeed a spice that can be served up at Crisp. Plus yes, these salads are ginormous.
Ok, on to the kinda hate side. The protein is very often (but not always) over-grilled. Meaning burnt. There, I said it. I am all about adding some intriguing texture to tofu or having some black grill lines on my chicken. However, I noticed that no matter what protein I get, be it tofu or chicken, it often tastes the same--burnt. Possible carcinogens aside, burnt is a flavor that tends to dominate the palette. My solution is becoming to just avoid getting protein all together.
Sandwiches:
Ok, sandwich. I've only had the Monterrey twice now. It is pretty much cheese, chicken bacon, lettuce, and some sauce. It is actually pretty darn good AND comes with a side (soup, salad, or some other thing). This makes for a pretty complete and filling meal. And when they say bacon, they don't mean no two strips of bacon. No, they are talking every square inch and bread and chicken is covered with crumbled bacon. Like equal parts chicken with equal parts bacon. Bacon bacon bacon. This is of course the less healthy way to eat at crisp, but hey it comes with a salad so you can feel that you've done some good.
My grip about the sandwich is two-fold. First, it can suffer from the same aforementioned burnt issue (however, this is somewhat mitigated through the prolific use of bacon. Seriously, next time I get a sunburn I am gonna rub bacon all over my skin).
Second, inconsistency. The first time I had the sandwich, it literally blew my mind. It was freakin HUGE. Equal parts bacon, chicken, and lettuce. The chicken was sliced somewhat thinly and easy to eat. Likewise, the lettuce was thick and crispy, succeeding well as a placebo to counteract the bacon-induced guilt.
However, the second time, I literally had an uncut chicken breast on my bread, still generously covered with bacon, but with only one leaf of lettuce that I only discovered by poking around in my sandwich. Without this placebo lettuce, I was left feeling more guilty than I knew I could. A little lackluster.
Oh well. Until next time Crisp!
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