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| - My husband and I made a reservation at The Greene House at the insistence of my foodie friend. She claimed that I had to go for the doughnut! So we did...
We had to wait about 5-10 minutes, even with a reservation, and the bar area was packed...we stood hovering at the door with other couples in anticipation of our feast.
We were greeted promptly and ordered wine. As we perused the menu, it was determined that because we were definitely getting the doughnut, I would forgo an appetizer and ordered the Braised Short Rib. My husband, however, was intrigued by the tortilla soup and fish tacos, which came highly recommended by our server.
He returned shortly after taking our order with a basket of bread and butter...my excitement peaked and then fell when I placed my hand on a cold dense roll; I was hoping it would be fresh and warm, but sadly it was the butter that was warm and melty.
The tortilla soup arrived and I quickly asked for a second spoon; I need to at least taste it! My husband stirred the dollop of cream and tortilla strips into the brothy soup and took a taste...no response. My spoon arrived, I took a taste, and found it to be lacking flavor depth and heartiness that tortilla soup is famous for. Even my husband suggested it needed some citrus or fresh herbs...maybe even a little more heat. Not thrilled, and didn't even finish it.
When our entrees arrived, my foodie excitement reappeared as the Braised Short ribs were placed in front of me...glistening in a demi-glaze the short rib----though no rib to be seen- sat atop a smooth pool of potato puree and was topped with a large onion and small nubs of carrots and a piece of celery greens. The flavor was spot on, though nothing out of the ordinary or flavor popping and the meat was literally melt-in-your mouth. At first I thought there wasn't enough, maybe because it was so tender and yummy I didn't want it to end, but as we got closer to the end of our meal, I found that I couldn't finish it. Oddly, however, my usually non meat-eating husband, found it within himself to take one for the team by eating the final bites of the tender goodness; he couldn't even resist!
His tacos, he said, didn't thrill him. While the waiter bragged about the portion of fish used in their tacos; we didn't seem to think so. As a result, I didn't even want to take a bite so as to leave more for my honey...so sadly, I can not report on the tacos...though he did let me take a bite of the white bean salad that was on the side, which was quite flavorful.
Then came dessert....we knew we wanted, as it came highly recommended, so we ordered it blindly.: the doughnut. I was sad, however, to see that there was NO chocolate whatsoever; not dripped, none to dip, not a chip! I was happy to see they give you the WHOLE doughtnut....hole and all, and along side the cinnamon-sugared-fried sweetness was a small ramekin of vanilla bean custard with a dollop of strawberry. My husband enjoyed it very much, whereas I had only a few bites...it's more like a classic doughnut than the krispy kreme in that it was more dense than I would have preferred and not enough custard to compliment the dryness of the doughnut itself.
Overall, it was ok...though I don't think we would go back.
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