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| - Remember when you were young and you saw some cartoon on tv and thought it was the greatest show you have ever seen? Well... was it really the best show ever? No.
Was it the best show you have seen at that point in your life? Yes. Well, Swiss Chalet is just like that. If you went there when you were a kid and you liked it, chances are you will have a soft spot for it --however, and specially if you are a Yelper-- this also means that at one point or other you have had some really, really great chicken dish in your life.
So what I am saying is, your memories of Swiss Chalet will be a lot more memorable and tasty then the food you will be served here today. Memory can be a fickle lady, my friends.
I had the double leg combo with mash potato and let me just begin by saying my chicken portion was small and were inconsistently cooked. No, I do not think it was raw although I did see very mild tints of red... furthermore I was not the only one who ordered this dish and everyone's else order looked very different than mine. As in crispier, darker, smaller, crunchier...someone else's seemed like their pieces were larger, etc.
The 'slab' of potato mash looked as if it has been scooped into my plate and was far from appetizing. To be honest, I think my 'dinner' resembled what I would qualify as hospital food.
Boring and tacky presentation, plates too large for portions but in that "we-only-have-this-set-of-plates,-sir!" and again that scooped-in feeling, the one you may have seen in cafeteria food and of course, the small portions.
...And all of these for the cheap price of $15 with tip included! Seriously? I can literally think of dozens of restaurants where I can get a much better meal for the same price and if you talking Korean or say Ethiopian than for about half the price!
At one point when we needed to get our waitress I literally had to go look for her. Both times I had to ask a second server who was a little too quick to point out that we were not in his area and that he could not help me, although he changed his mind and said that he would look for her. By the end, since I had to leave earlier than the rest of the group, I had to go to the kitchen entrance to flag someone for our bill.
Don't get me wrong, it was great chatting with other Yelpers and just basking in the kitsch value. However, when it comes to Swiss Chalet, I rather just relive my childhood memories nourished by the power imagination than having to eat here again.
A shame.
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