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| - This restaurant bills itself as a "concept". I'm thinking this translates to "We have a corporate menu that we create in our corporate kitchen, following Generally Accepted Accounting Principles". Watching the activity here, and trying the food underscores that definition.
Normally, I choose to dine at local chains or independent restaurants, you know, the kind that eschew words like "concept." This was different, a birthday dinner for a close personal friend of my wife. So, inner Esteban says "suck it up, buddy, and try to enjoy the experience." You see, I had already viewed the website and knew what I was in for.
Okay, enough of that - I'll just get to the experience. We were quickly seated at 6:00pm on a Saturday (red flag) and provided menus for food and beverages. There was no beer menu, but the server recited the tap offerings, starting with Coors Light. (another red flag) The server was kind of just doing his job. He exuded a sense of "I'd rather be someplace else, but I survive on the meager tips I earn here" and really was, well, let's just say his serving style was "hands-off". He spent more time chatting with the bartender and other servers than actually attending to his guests. That pretty much describes the entire service experience.
I ordered a Blue-Cheese wedge, and the ladies ordered a sushi plate. Birthday girl had been before and ordered a sushi she called a "caterpiller". Uninterested server-guy did ask if it had antennae, but was fairly unconcerned after that, but did suggest the Dragon (which, upon delivery, looked nothing like pictured on the website.) The ladies loved the sushi. My salad was dry - barely any dressing on it, the bacon bits were stale and burnt and it was pretty much a lame salad. Oddly, there was no ground pepper offered, and no seasonings of any kind on the table. By the time uninterested server guy returned so we could discuss this, I had about three bites remaining and the point was moot.
For dinner, I had the "Nashville 48-hour marinated" chicken. Wife had a Seared Ahi salad and friend had Fish and Chips. The Ahi was cooked nicely, but the salad was just a pile of lettuce, as in No. Other. Vegetables. (not as pictured). It was also so light on the dressing, wife could not tell if was there and had to ask for more. The Nashville chicken breading had good flavor, but again, looked nothing like the picture. (I keep hammering on this because that is how corporate restaurants work - every dish should look like the picture.) The chicken was clearly dropped in the used-oil fryer straight from the freezer. This makes it tough and difficult to chew, which is not how a chicken breast should be. It was also sopping in grease, so much so, I had to use a bar napkin to soak some of it up. The plate was at least half-full of their disgusting looking seared vegetables - essentially zucchini and squash. There was a mound of nondescript mashed potatoes under the chicken. Birthday girl said the Fish and Chips was rubbery, and not much else.
All said and done, not my favorite restaurant experience. I'm sure they have a market, probably the people that are taking a break from Applebees. Me, I"m like meh, there are better ways I can blow a hundred bucks.
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