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| - First off, you should know that I am a waffle snob. Waffles are something of a tradition in my family, and I have VERY strong opinions about them.
The husband got the famous fried chicken and waffles. The chicken was fine. The waffles were not. Heavy, doughy, flabby and lukewarm: these were very sad waffles indeed. Come to think of it, they were pretty much the opposite of a waffle in every respect.
I was wary of the waffles to begin with and ordered the corned beef hash instead. The scrambled eggs that came with the dish were well prepared. The hash felt....um....assembled. I'm betting the dish was made by putting down a layer of fried potatoes in a skillet, throwing on some onions, peppers, and shredded corned beef, then piling on some swiss cheese and running the whole thing under a broiler. In no way were the ingredients sautéed together, which is what makes a hash a hash. This was just a pile.
The server was friendly and attentive, if a bit unctuous.
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