Had brunch today for my father's 80th birthday (thanks to Ronnie S. for the suggestion). All in all, very enjoyable. We were at the window facing Clark, it was bright but not glaring. Nice people watching for those of us facing out. They asked the first 3 of us to wait at the bar to be seated until the 2nd cab arrived with the rest of us (7 in all). I didn't mind, but it seemed odd, as we had a reservation. They weren't going to do anything else with the table in the interim.
Started with a very good Bloody Mary. Assertively spicy. Nice pickled garnish, but I couldn't figure out what it was and forgot to ask before we left. Two crunchy white cubes.
Though service was friendly and utterly eager to please, this very attentiveness made the several glitches, both from kitchen and front of house, all the more surprising for a restaurant operating at this general level.
At the top of the meal water glasses were refilled almost compulsively, and used plates promptly cleared (after asking, not just whisked away). But then things got spottier as the meal progressed.
Mom had the French toast decorated with goat's milk ricotta lemon curd and raspberries and liked it. I didn't try. It looked beautiful, with the toast perfectly golden.
Mrs. B. had the honey bourbon sausage, which I did try, and we both agreed it was excellent. Meaty, peppery, hint of sweetness but not too much. Mrs. B. also liked the potato with cheese curds a great deal. She, too, pronounced it "dry poutine," as did someone up-thread. I enjoyed it, but wished that something was there to pull the cheese and the potato together, even if it wasn't full-out poutine gravy.
My vegetarian brother ordered the cheese grits and the 2-egg skillet, appealingly described on the menu as: black beans, chow-chow, spiced onion, capriko cheese, cilantro. He adored the grits and talked about having to be restrained from simply plunging his face into the dish. But with the skillet came the first and greatest disappointment of the day. After a few bites he said amiably that it was OK, but just not what he had in mind and didn't work for him and he would just order something else. He's pretty easy going, so even masking his disappointment behind a whole no-big-deal tone, this surprised me. I tried it and found that while all the ingredients listed were present and accounted for, there was simply no flavor. In particular, there seemed to be no salt. Like none at all. When I suggested that much of the trouble might lie there, he tried salting it and found that the dish did perk up noticeably. But it was definitely nowhere when it arrived.
I had the smoked trout with crisp grits, sunnyside egg, pickled ramps, and spicy tomato. I didn't hate it, but it really didn't work for me. The grits with a fried egg on them, I had no complaints about. But the trout (and I love smoked fish, and smoked trout in particular) was completely overwhelmed by the sourness of the pickled ramps and the spice and acid of the tomato sauce. It might as well have just been grits in a pool of tart tomato sauce. The trout was simply wiped out as a flavor component. I also asked for a side of toast and whatever their bread is, it makes lousy toast. I can't recall ever complaining about toast, but it was thick cut, hard, and flavorless.
We finished off with sticky buns and blueberry crumb cake. The sticky buns were exactly as good as everyone has already said. Just terrific. The crumb cake was also very good, if not sublime. Coffee also good. But now we come round to the service issues.
Our server couldn't have been more eager to make us happy. Yet after all the assiduous water filling and plate busing at the top of the meal, all of this more or less stopped after we had finished our mains and actually had a table full of large dirty plates to clear. Those plates sat there for quite a while.
With coffee we asked if they served half-and-half because the guest of honor has a particular 'thing' about it with coffee. As far as he is concerned, plain milk ruins coffee. And he doesn't trust the contents of an unmarked creamer in even the toniest restaurant. He always asks. First, the cream pitchers didn't come with the coffee and the sugar. So the coffee cooled for a while as we waited. When it arrived, despite having asked specifically for half-and-half by name, what we got was, at best, milk, possibly even low-fat. And I have to agree with my dad, it really mucks up a decent cup of coffee.
So, in the end, a B/B+, where I think an A/A- is perfectly within reach.
I would certainly go back as I like the room, the menu, the people, the bar, and the prices. But 2 misses out of 6 main dishes is kind of disappointing.
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