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Whatya say? Speak up! I can't hear you (insert clanging, banging, crashing noises here) I hated C5. So much hype. So much glass. So much noise. Such a big fat lunch bill. For three of us the bill came in around $160 bucks, yup, you read that right folks. A $160 (before taxes & tip) bucks for lunch in an echo chamber. When you step into this large glass emporium you think wow but after sitting there for 20 minutes my head began to ache at the echo of almost every single moment in the glass house.
I'm not ignorant to the fact that I knew this place would be pricy and this lunch was a special occasion so we were prepared to pay but what we weren't prepared for was to pay for such average food and little itty bitty, artsy fartsy, nouveau cuisine that left you feeling like you've just been hosed and checking your blackberry for the nearest takeout place once you left the museum.
I ordered the Charcuterie Plate, which in my mind is something a kin to an antipasto plate that is heavier on the cured meat, pates/terrine etc. What I got was a rectangular plate that had a few tiny pepperoni sized slices of a cured meat, a small scrunched up piece of oily, room temperature smoked salmon, a minuscule and paper thin slice of some sort of pate (it wasn't a foie gras of any sort) and a little foam blob of something or another that completely deflated the minute I touched it. The price tag for this was $15.00. Not a good start.
I ordered the steak (ok, so I'm predictable and I'm a beef eating chick!)
which hailed from Cumbrae Farms. It was small and was slightly overcooked. It came with onion rings and I asked if I could substitute the frites instead which I was told no. I could order the frites and that would be a side dish (another $6 bucks) on top of the $24 price tag for the steak. My guests, one ordered the pasta, some sort of tiny serving of pappardelle served on one giant mutha of a plate. It had a few mushrooms and some peas and was barely coated in some sort of butter sauce that had been completely absorbed by the Parmesan they had sprinkled all over it. My other guest ordered Fish and Chips which came in at a hefty $21 price tag. The chips by the way aren't frites but rather some sort of house made kettle potato chips and this was sided with an odd slaw that had a vinaigrette dressing with lychee juice in it. Ugh. Again, small servings, mammoth plates. In the middle of our meal the waiter serving a table a few tables away from us dropped his tray of cutlery and talk about an ear shattering disturbance. We choose a middle of the road bottle of red wine, some sort of Cabernet and that was $60.00 .
I didn't order dessert. One of my guests had some sort of ice cream sandwich concoction that was uneventful. I didn't even bother with coffee because at that point my head was pounding and the echo chamber dining room had pretty much worn me out.
I was completely disappointed with this restaurant. I suspect the evening dining might be somewhat interesting what with seeing all the night lights of the city around you but if you are looking for a quiet, intimate spot, it ain't C5. I've been in a McDonald's in the height of the lunchtime rush that has been quieter. Save your money and your ear drums.
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