Went there for brunch on Saturday. Here were the highlights:
Girlfriend and I both ordered a fried egg sandwich, because honestly the "brunch" menu they served was otherwise aggressively mediocre. Poor selection, so we just went with something basic, figuring that it was a simple order with simple flavours that's pretty easy to make and enjoy. In the tradition of Brunch, AKA "drunk breakfast", I ordered a caesar with my meal.
The caesar arrived first, so that's what I'll talk about first. The glass was about 60% ice, and wasn't an exceptionally large glass to begin with. And yes, okay, you can get away with serving a lot of ice with some drinks; a gin and tonic, or a vodka soda come to mind. Perhaps even a rum and coke, albeit you're not doing it any favours. But adding extra water to a caesar of any kind basically just makes it water with some tomato soup in it..Watery tomato soup with some vodka in it, but watery tomato soup nonetheless. A caesar needs to be a fairly thick, heavy drink that almost acts as an appetizer in its own right. But as it was, it made me feel like I lived in soviet Russia after a particularly harsh winter, and all but one of the tomato crops had died. So my family took the few tomatoes that survived the freeze, and mixed it with the only two things available: vodka and snow, in order to stretch the few tomatoes we had until supplies could arrive from the city.
And the sandwich? Almost forgot about that, and to be honest, I'd be better off. The fried egg sandwich was essentially just that; one particularly small egg, with a few strips of something passing for bacon, some shredded lettuce and what I think was hollandaise. The two tiny strips of bacon we received were flavourless, and the little bit of texture it might have offered was entirely overwhelmed by the brioche bun. I assume that they use the brioche bun because that's what they use for the burgers that they'd serve during non-brunch hours, and so they can't be bothered to buy anything else for the pittance of a brunch that they advertise. But this particular brioche bun was fairly rubbery and bland, but definitely a hardworking no-nonsense sort; because how else could its lack of flavour manage to overwhelm all other ingredients nestled in its bready crevice?
The hashbrowns were on point though.