Maybe its because it was busy when I came, but I'm not loving this place as much as I did the first time.
Pros:
-I love the atmosphere, the red walls and patterned ceiling, the outdoor bit is beautiful, the piano, the menu-on-a-record idea, the big velvet curtains, a whole buncha stuff.
-the way they mix flavours- yum! I got the quesadillas and the spicy coconut honey drizzle?! Delicious.
-the salad dressing was super yum, it was a sweet balsamic-y kinda dressing, but more oily that was super smooth and sweet without that acidic aftertaste I get from other balsamic dressings.
-food came out quickly, even though it was fairly busy.
-pineapple coconut juice- yum!
50/50
-I usually dine alone; I usually out traveling somewhere or I feel like people watching. The guy at the counter looked at me with annoyance when I said I wanted a table for one-slash-myself, which set my mood there as unwelcomed. Though, I had a really nice server who was obviously swamped and working hard, being patient really listening to everyone she spoke with, which was way better than she needed to be. I really appreciated her skill and excellent attitude unlike buddy behind the bar.
-if a tables reserved, then don't tell people wandering in that they can sit there if they want. Yikes. It was the same guy who made me feel uncomfortable, but hopefully he was just having a bad day and isn't that level of bad server usually.
Cons
-the lack of quality of the meat was evident.
-the breading of the chicken Lafayette tasted like it was once crispy and warm, but dried soggy and got reheated. Gross.
-sometimes I got clusters of soggy breading. Still gross, but disappointing too.
-my chicken morsels smelled like fish (and yes, it was supposed to be chicken) and tasted odd. They didn't sit well in my stomach (and sat the same way it does when my slight seafood allergy is triggered.)
-the salad with the quesadillas were soaked with the balsamic. Suggestion = dressing on the side as not to super soak gentle greens.
-the breading! That was absolutely horrible. Like just flour and meat kind of plain. The chicken was overcooked and stringy, the breading plain and the texture soggy. I have absolutely no clue how they're up for one of the best fried chicken joints in the city. Yikes. I had to force myself to finish it.
Its alright, you won't die or anything, but ill be ok if I never set foot in there ever again. I wouldn't recommend it either, especially to those self conscious of having to do something as necessary as eating, even if it is alone.