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| - Unimpressed is the first reaction. I heard this place had good food. Well, it made me sick. It was the room temperature coleslaw served with the BBQ ribs, avoid this dish.
I lined up in the MLife line. The front desk lady took another party ahead of everyone else in line without explanation, not good. Later, the manager explained that there were executives attending a brunch. Be careful of the greeter, they don't always pay attention to customers in line. A manager tried to address the issue but just gave us excuses and fluff about how the special party had reservations and the rest of the group was already seated in the back. That's all well and fine, just don't leave the public with the impression that they are less significant than the salaried executives.
We tried the white chocolate brioche for an appetizer, truffle oil mac and cheese, BBQ ribs, and homemade potato chips with mushroom dip. The BBQ sauce was too sweet, too tomato pasty, and did not compliment the meat. The luke-warm cole slaw is sour and doesn't taste fresh. The biscuits are without flavor. Potato chips and dip are reasonably good but lack any inspiration to finish.
Anything claiming to be truffle is actually just truffle oil laden. For real truffles, you have to pay more but true artisan culinary delights made with truffles but it's worth it and better than the oil sprinkled mac and mushroom dip. It's only ok but not great.
This little eatery is trying too hard to be like the Yardbird at the Venetian Casino. But instead of eating here, eat at the Yardbird where the trip and cost are so worth it. Save your tummy and trip and pass on the Pantry.
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