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| - This is a Lunch Review:
First I'd like to start off with stating that I'm regretting giving this place only a two star review. But the final reasoning for the lower score is because just like Dawntawn Pittsburgh, it's a very forgettable experience.
Let's start with the pros.
Despite Friday's being a popular dine out day, the restaurant was only comfortably full. I personally like this, it allows for a steady flow for the waiters and bartenders and I don't experience anxiety sitting on top of somebody else.
The hostess was pleasant and ready to help me to a table, but as it was only me, I took a seat at the bar. The bartender came over unrushed, but promptly and handed me my customary water with many lemons. It's still a workday so I was disappointed I didn't think to glance to a drink menu, despite a really attractive, well stocked bar. He handed me a menu which displayed a decent lunch selection. I hope this is a shortened menu for lunch hours, if I were displayed the same selection for a dinner time, I would call it limited. The bartender was also prompt to stumble through the three daily specialty dishes. I say stumble, as the menu is doing it's best to read in the finest (worst) pittsburghese the city has to offer.
Struggling with the same hurdle, I chose the devonshire sammitch. This item turns out to be a slice of butter fried toast stacked with lots of shaved turkey meat, a couple slices of bacon and smothered (!) in what looked like nacho cheese sauce. It looked or tasted nothing like I expected it to, which turns out to be a good thing. The sauce is homemade and not oversalted, and though it looks like it's overpowering you soak it up with the mounds of meat you are given. It was suprising one of the best tasting lunches I've had in a while, especially for a lunch. Also, I had to eat it with utensils. Suprise! With a pittsburgh theme, I was expecting something to pick up with my hands. (happy me)
The bill was unrushed, my plates were cleared quickly and the bill was decent. (tada 10 dollars)
Now what made the review go sour: The atmosphere.
This place has an identity problem. It's called a tast of 'Dawntawn' so you expect it to be almost over-yinzered. Disregarding the menu for a second, i don't know what downtown their talking about, but it's not Pittsburgh. First, it's NOT decked out in black and gold (jaw drop).; second - it's looks like it was decorated by three conflicting interior designers, trying to mesh a roaring 20s ideal (from the giant mural on the wall to the martini etc alcohol posters opposite it) with fifties diner accessories (the fries, if you order them, are served in miniature fryer baskets and there is a oversized set of cutlery mounted in a corner) and waiters that are dressed injapanese steak house chef jackets. Everything (!) is RED: the countertops, the walls, the lights, the placemats, the menues. Red on red on red. The single exception is the hideous awning on the outside of the building.
All together I was so dizzy trying to figure out what the impression of Taste of Dawntawn is supposed to have on me, that I will have forgotten it all together by tomorrow. If not by the end of the History Uncorked event in 3 hours.
So regrettably, despite the actually good food, I have to knock down the review to "Meh" as I will probably not be returning to the location.
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