Funniest moment at KT's wedding last week. I point out to Vincent (age 2) the tattoo on Mrs. Bridget's ankle. He then proceeds to slowly scope out Mrs. B bottom to top and give her a devilish smile. B says it was the slyest leer she's gotten in her whole life. Luke is such a proud Papa.
The Prophet and I had dinner at the newly re-christened "Bar Johnny" on Polk late Saturday night. Here's the review I wrote for Yelp:
Really, is there anything sadder than a restaurant fighting against a downward spiral?
Of course there is, what with wars and famine. Still, this ranks somewhere between the last episode of Six Feet Under and watching a child lose a balloon.
When the place was Spoon I loved it. When it became Tablespoon, I still liked it. The new concept just smells of desparation and spray paint. The faux hip graffiti theme is as awkward as hearing my middle aged friends still insist on using the word "bling." When we arrived the hostess tried to seat us at the new, high, one sided, wall booths and we instead asked to be seated at one of the two grown up tables.
The newly revamped menu held promise. Lower prices, more bar-like choices and everything sounded good. What a huge disappointment when the plates actually showed up. My Caesar Salad was made with limp red leaf lettuce instead of cruncy romaine. The croutons were warm (a plus) but also saturated in butter. My friend had a new version of the old tuna salad that was "okay" but not as good as its predecessor.
We hoped for better with the mains just like John Kerry hoped for better from Ohio. She had the Flat Iron Steak that came out barely warm. When she sent it back, instead of making a fresh batch of the pommes frittes, they just refried, and burned, the ones from the plate. I had the recommended Pork Sliders. A neat concept, but poorly executed. The three small sandwiches didn't have enough filling to really allow the taste to overcome the density of the bun. Seriously, if there was two ounces of pork all together, I'd be surprised.
We brought our own wine, which I recommend after seeing the prices for their BTG selections. We ordered CabSauv to go with the chocolate chip cookies and were shocked to see that it cost more than three of the four things we'd already ordered.
The baked-to-order chocolate chip cookies is a great idea that didn't work for the worst reason. No salt. Look on the side of your Nestle's bag and you'll see that not only do you use salted butter, but you add a teaspoon of salt to boot. Without salt, the cookies came off flat and disappointing.
My guess, they'll be out of business by the end of January.