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| - I was veeeery excited to try out this restaurant since I had been watching/hearing about the Edgewater's exciting renovations for such a long time, so when a member of my dinner group suggested it, I was delighted. We dined here on 10/11/14.
We valeted our car. I wasn't even out of the vehicle before I was greeted by a couple of obnoxious drunk guys spouting off at the mouth. Badgers won that day-gotsta celebrate I guess.
While one of us checked in our party of 12, the rest of us thought we would get a drink at the bar while we waited. It was a very makeshift bar-the kind you would find at a very makeshift wedding reception with only a handful of different liquors set out on a table with some wine, no tappers, etc. Thankfully they were ready to seat us before we even got to order... so we proceeded to the table.
The restaurant was comfortable. High ceilings, warm, soft lighting from the well scaled chandeliers hanging above. Obviously the view of the lake was fantastic as the Autumn sun was setting. Too bad the open kitchen's bright task light kept trying to creep in and ruin my ambiance.
So back to my pre-dinner cocktail....I love a good old fashioned and quite frankly, was scared to order one after seeing that ghetto bar, but it's what I really had a taste for, so I thought I would exercise due diligence and ask some specific Qs, such as, if they muddle their drinks, etc. After about 30 long minutes, our drinks arrived. Well, the muddling turned out fine, but there were only about four ice cubes in the entire glass. One of my dining companions, Rich B. (see his recent review on 10/12) was kind enough to order me a glass of ice to make it right. Thanks, Rich B!
I ordered the beef heart tartare. Edible, but still some of the worst I've ever had and I pretty much order tartare whenever I see it on a menu. Chef was a bit heavy-handed on the mustard.
I ordered the Filet for my main course-medium rare. They served it to me somewhere between Medium to medium well. I sent it back and enjoyed the company of my friends while they prepared another for me. Soon afterward, as my friends were finishing up their meals, the Manager brought me my second steak. I cut into it to find that it was so rare it was purple. Mgr said she was hurrying my steak so that I could eat dinner, but I never really ate anything because I obviously sent that one back too. Haste makes waste. They did ask me if there was ANYTHING on the menu they could get me to right this wrong, but at this point, my friends had finished eating and I had run out of patience, so it's a good thing that bottle of Sauvignon Blanc I ordered went well with my bread and butter dinner.
My husband had the Seared Diver Scallops with Risotto. He wished there were more than three scallops, but the dish was tasty. Many of our friends ordered the fish and it was horribly overcooked in every case.
As a peace offering to one of us in the group when they forgot to bring out their side dish, they offered a different potato type side dish of baby potatoes encrusted (=coated and rolling around in) salt. //see picture// This was perhaps the highlight of the evening and gave us all a good chuckle. It was something you would expect your four year old to whip up and surprise you with on Mother's Day. What on Earth was going on back there in that kitchen?!?!
No. Just no.
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