Mrs. JiLS and I had a decent, not great, meal at the Palm Steakhouse in Northbrook Court last Friday evening. Some parts really were quite good, but there were serious issues that would make me think twice before going back. I'll just keep it simple by providing a bullet-point of the Good and the Bad, as I saw it:
The Good
- They managed to build a real restaurant in a part of the mall that I think used to house a Sam Goody and a card shop. Private entrance, free valet parking, an enticing walk up an interior staircase - a very nice first impression.
- The creamed spinach was the best I've ever had, anywhere. The hash browns were definitely flirting with an A-, maybe an A-level distinction. And they made them with onions and extra crispy, at my request. So good work on the sides.
- Mrs. JiLS had the Gigi salad, a sort of modified nicoise that I also sampled and enjoyed very much. More or less a whole meal in the salad (shrimp, bacon, asparagus, a couple hundred other ingredients - even a bit of actual lettuce in there for the purists -- sorry Hammond, almost a perfect alerna-salad).
- The steaks (mine the NY strip, hers the filet mignon) were excellent, cooked perfectly to order and actually something of a bargain by most steakhouse standards. The Palm has an interesting pricing policy; for example, you get a 12 oz. steak for $31.50, or and 18 oz. for $3 more; obviously, we went for the bigger steaks, so we would have more leftovers. I suppose the smaller serving is for business travelers who can't benefit from having 8 or 9 ounces of leftover meat to take home.
- We got a free dessert because we were first time visitors. However, as explained below, this was also part of or related to one of the major issues (and one minor one) I had with the Palm.
- The bar was fantastic. One of the two best bartenders I've ever had the pleasure of ordering from (the other works at the MGM Grand in Las Vegas). My only regret was that we had to get home and couldn't spend the whole evening ordering drinks.
The Bad
- The lobster bisque was horrible. Sure, it looked like lobster bisque, and there were plentiful chunks of the appropriate crustacean floating about therein. But the predominate flavor in the broth was bitterness ... not just an aftertaste, this was a bitter, bitter broth. Just plain yuck, and inexplicable. Clearly they couldn't have designed it this way, so maybe it was the execution that night. But I can still taste it; gghhrrff!!
- While our waiter was knowledgable, appropriately friendly and entirely professional in taking our order and getting us our food, he completely lost it at the end of the meal: we sat a full 30 minutes waiting for the check, just pushing our empty wineglasses around. And I happen to know that it is a WRITTEN POLICY of the Palm for waiters to present the check without being asked for it (some restaurants play up the idea that presenting the check without being asked is rude or intrusive, inhospitable; but the Palm has adopted a different policy, and it clearly was not being implemented by my waiter at the Northbrook location last Friday.) This waiting for the honor of paying you is a pet peeve of mine, and if possible I'd love an explanation as to why it happens so frequently, even when the rest of the service is excellent (e.g., it happened to the us at the big LTH dinner at Moto, where we cooled our heels for 45 minutes, at the end of a 6-1/2 hour meal, waiting for our checks). Why the heck is it that taking the customer's money -- which in one reductionist view is the raison d'etre of the restaurant -- should not be handled swiftly and efficiently? Well, anyway...
- The shameless marketing. They have a frequent diner's club, and there was a card on the table explaining the program. O.K., this is a chain restaurant, I guess I can deal with that. But the waiter (obviously on script) not once, but twice made the effort to be sure we had seen the card, knew all about the offer and the benefits we would receive, etc. It was just a bit too much of a hard sell, especially considering we were dropping a couple hundred bucks on the meal already. Just leave us alone and let us enjoy tonight's dinner, O.K.? (Although giving credit where it's due, I suppose if I were self employed and had a lot of folks to entertain at dinners, the discount would be a pretty good deal.) Anyway, the kicker came when the manager hit us up again as we were leaving the restaurant, pretending like he was just checking up on his employee to make sure he'd read us the frequent diner script. Sheesh.
- The cheesecake was free, and it was imported from New York, and I suppose it was pretty good (it at least met my minimum criterion of actually being a baked product, not an Eli's-style goo-fest) ... but it was served ice-cold, clearly just pulled from the refrigerator. Cheesecake needs to be at or just a little below room temperature to fully appreciate the cheesy nuances of flavor, and this just ruined the experience. Not that I want to look a gift horse in the mouth, but I'm just sayin'...
Anyway, a mixed result at this meal, and nothing that would draw me back, given the thousand other options I've yet to try.
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JimInLoganSquare on November 16th, 2005, 8:46 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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