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My boyfriend and I were headed to Happy Dog, but at the last moment I decided I just didn't feel like a hot dog. So across the street we went to Latitude 41 N.
After being handed menus, we were already uneasy about our decision. The menu makes no sense. There are bar-appropriate appetizers, salads, pizza, pasta, sandwiches, burgers and breakfast. Oh, and smoothies were advertised on a chalkboard on the wall. I already knew this place would be bad since they didn't seem to specialize in anything. How could they execute well if there is such a broad (un)focus?
We ordered the artichoke bake appetizer, chopped salad and southwest quesadillas. I also ordered a mocha smoothie.
Artichoke bake: Uuuuuuuuuuuuugh. Gross. It was sorta sour, had about nine artichoke leaves in it, and had more cheese on top than anyone needs to eat in a month. My boyfriend said the cheese was choking him when he swallowed. It was served with "crispy tortillas," but really they had a weird malleable cardboardy stale texture.
Chopped salad: Eeeeeeeeeeeeek. Ick. It looked slimy. It wasn't, but it looked slimy. It was shredded lettuce, tomatoes, a little bacon and a little bit of cheese. It was already mixed... I guess I like my toppings on top in a pile so I can pick up what I want in each bite. The balsamic dressing didn't taste like much. They offered seasoned bread (which I asked for but didn't eat) or fried dough. I asked what fried dough was and the girl said it was pizza dough deep fried with sugar on it served with cinnamon-sugar butter. Basically a donut, she says. WTF? Why would I want cinnamon donuts with a salad? How dumb.
Southwest quesadilla: Ehhhhhhhhhhhh. Blah. This had no flavor. How gross is it to chew something, get it mooshy in your mouth and not even taste anything salty or greasy or meaty or anythingy??? The description said there was chorizo on it, and I saw it, but couldn't taste it.
Mocha smoothie: It tasted like a frozen international delight. Made with a powdered mocha mix. What more can I say?
This place tasted like Applebee's is it's hero.
The girls working were very nice, I can't say anything bad about them. But, we were asked if we wanted our artichoke bake first as an appetizer, which we did, and all the food came out together. Minor goof in my book.
The absolute WORST part of the experience, was the 40-minute drive home. We couldn't get home fast enough, if you know what I mean.................
Bottom line: if you have to choose between hunger and Latitude 41 N, just go hungry.
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