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| - Don't Be Fooled By The Name, This Is Not A Saloon
If you are looking for player pianos, poker games and a good ole' fashioned time, this is not the place...though you may find some chaps and a spittoon in the bathroom(oh, common;).
My girlfriend and I were invited to The Saloon for her cousins birthday. We arrived late and they had already been seated so we had the pleasure of shuffling through the crowded maze that is the 'dining area', up a flight of stairs then another split level to the worst seats in the house. A table at the top of the restaurant, practically in the bathroom and up against a mirror...I might be a tad narcissistic but that is just ridiculous.
The Menu:
I don't like where things are going in the burger world and The Saloon are some of the food assassins that are ruining a good honest burger(Buns, What What). Don't get me wrong, a drizzle of black truffle oil or a slice of Jarlsberg is nice every now and again but where does it stop. And if you are going to go to that extent, have it make sense. What the fuck is arugula pesto mayo??? Someone call the redundancy department of redundancy.
The Food:
I did the Table d'hote which was pretty dang good and simple because I did not want to have to deal with reading all my possible burger toppings. My waitress told me it consisted of a risotto, tilapia and veg and a blackberry confit thingy for $19...not a bad deal. My first course arrived...and for a minute I though that they had my order wrong but no, my waitress omitted the fact that the 'risotto' is actually clumps of mushy rice balls that are breaded and fried. Saloon, calling that a risotto would make every Venetian cook, who has devoted their lives to making smooth creamy risottos, throw up all over themselves in disgust. Not that they tasted bad but risotto, it is not... I advise you update the menu...'Fried Rice Balls'
My fish and veg were cook to absolute perfection but the menu promised fleur de sel on my fish and I did not have a speck of the beautiful stuff anywhere, for shame.
The dessert was pretty good.
To summarize, thanks but no thanks. I don't understand why people enjoy eating with terrible music blaring in the background and screaming at their table mates but hey, to each their own.If you do like this place, I recommend Globe.
Waka Waka
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