Honestly, I’ve been trying to keep an open mind about the hot new restaurant on town, but the jury is in and, unfortunately, it’s thumbs down for me. I mean, the eats are awight to good, and the place itself is totes adorbz. But here’s the thing: no amount of cute ambiance or OK eats can make up for the joint’s failings:
While the service is well-meaning (really, it is), the waitstaff is absent-minded (to the point of forgetting orders) and mind-numbingly slow (it shouldn’t take 45 minutes to cook an omelette, sheesh).
The portions are Lilliputian, but at a premium price. Plus, the food is just Too Damn Precious, as evidenced by the adorbz skillet baked eggs that I had, pictured above. The stuff tasted pretty good, but I was starving half an hour later.
The acoustics are insane. Like, ear-bleedingly loud. Like, you want to stick hot pokers in your ears so that the noise will stop loud.
The clientele is blech. Think former Brooklynites trying to relive their glory days in Williamsburg. I don’t think anypony likes hanging out with all of those stinkin’ yuppies and their obnoxious brats kids. Oh wait.
Lazy dad verdict: Don’t go there. Sad face.

Honestly, I’ve been trying to keep an open mind about the hot new restaurant on town, but the jury is in and, unfortunately, it’s thumbs down for me. I mean, the eats are awight to good, and the place itself is totes adorbz. But here’s the thing: no amount of cute ambiance or OK eats can make up for the joint’s failings:

  • While the service is well-meaning (really, it is), the waitstaff is absent-minded (to the point of forgetting orders) and mind-numbingly slow (it shouldn’t take 45 minutes to cook an omelette, sheesh).
  • The portions are Lilliputian, but at a premium price. Plus, the food is just Too Damn Precious, as evidenced by the adorbz skillet baked eggs that I had, pictured above. The stuff tasted pretty good, but I was starving half an hour later.
  • The acoustics are insane. Like, ear-bleedingly loud. Like, you want to stick hot pokers in your ears so that the noise will stop loud.
  • The clientele is blech. Think former Brooklynites trying to relive their glory days in Williamsburg. I don’t think anypony likes hanging out with all of those stinkin’ yuppies and their obnoxious brats kids. Oh wait.

Lazy dad verdict: Don’t go there. Sad face.

  1. electradaddy said: Those eggs do look yummy, tho!
  2. sunsaturatedsidethoughts said: I want you to come review us;)
  3. rockabillymomma said: Ug I can not stand loud restaurants.
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