Monday, October 1, 2012

(W.READING, PA) SAY CHEESE! : guarantee you will smile


THE PLACE: Say Cheese!

LOCATION
600 Penn Avenue, West Reading PA 19611

MY EXPERIENCE: Who doesn’t love cheese? Well…probably the lactose intolerant, but let’s be honest even lactose intolerant folks probably still love it too, even if the cheese doesn’t love them back! At the end of the day, nothing says comfort food like cheese! There are so many ways to prepare it – and I like a place that isn’t afraid to do just that!

After a short drive into West Reading with my foodie friend Kelly this place was found - A quaint little restaurant on a corner. Say Cheese! This location in West Reading was once a coffee establishment. Let’s just say that I am glad they changed over. I think that every community needs a place that serves something everyone loves!

We walked in, and the place is buzzing! There are people at the cheese counter; people are in line; people are sitting and talking; people are walking out with carryout boxes. This place is happening!

We walk through some shelving filled with homemade jams and jellies (the kind you know would go amazing with a nice puff pastry wrapped brie) to the hostess stand. We were greeted with a smile (those of you that know me know that this is the most important thing to me). The hostess informed us that it would be about 20 minutes, but it could be less time – which it turned out being much less.

The hostess came over to get Kelly and me. This personal touch was so much nicer than having a beeper or hearing our name over a loud speaker. It felt more like a friend saying, “hey, come eat!!”

The table was small, but very nice. The chairs were very comfortable; there were dark stained tables sitting on a lighter stained wood floor. The table was set with a napkin and a napkin ring – something you don’t see too often in a restaurant where people come for lunch and walk out paying less than $20.

The waiter (Robin) came by and offered us a drink. His reciting of the list of “Say Drinks!” category impressed Kelly and me. These were the additional what sounded like 30 drinks not considered “soft drinks.” I ordered a Birch Beer (which was handcrafted right there in Reading).

It was a hard decision however when it came to what I wanted to eat. The menu was straightforward and simple; it all sounded delicious. I wanted it all, but I decided to do the ½ of a sandwich and salad combo. 

Smoked Gouda, cured ham with rosemary brown mustard on whole wheat and a Chèvre salad – arugula, grilled peach half, fresh chèvre, julienned radishes and peach vinaigrette. Sounds good doesn’t it?


THE RATING:

PEOPLE: Everyone that we dealt with during our visit here was delightful. The hostess when we first arrived made us feel like we had been friends for years; the server Robin had a great since of humor and was very attentive to our table. We noticed someone whom I assumed was the manager approaching random tables to see how the service was, and though he did not approach our table, it was nice to see him “on the front lines.” The kitchen was an open style and the restaurant could see in. It appeared that the staff was working like a well-oiled machine, and the best part is – it seemed as though they actually enjoyed what they were doing!

FOOD:   The portions were just enough that I felt full, but I was not stuffed! The salad idea was amazing – the textures and flavors all work very well. The creamy texture of the cheese with the sweet and charred flavors of the grilled peach work very well with the fresh crispness of the radish and the peppery arugula and let's not forget the sweet flavor of the roasted red peppers. For my tastes, I do feel that the salad had too much chèvre . It is nice that the restaurant doesn’t “skimp” on cheese, however I feel that goat cheeses can be overpowering. I only ended up needing about 1/3 of the cheese that was given to me. The sandwich was very good. Perfect ratio of meat to bread (one of my pet peeves is to have a sandwich that is all bread) and the mustard was a great addition that gave enough flavors without overpowering the ham. I believe that when they cut the sandwich that a majority of the cheese managed to get to the other half, so my ½ did not have as much gouda as I would have liked, but this is just me being very critical. Even being as critical as I am of the food- I still would have paid a lot more money than the price. The food quality is WAY higher than what they charge you.

ATMOSPHERE: The place is hard to categorize. It feels very old fashioned, yet very modern. It is like a New York City restaurant meets a small town deli and they had a child with Parisian quality. The seating is somewhat close, yet you are not sitting on top of other customers. The drop “copper” ceilings add a nice feel to the building. It is like a step back in time.


This place gets a 3 FORK YEAHs!!!

Did I enjoy my experience – FORK yeah!
Would I eat there again – FORK yeah!
Would I recommend this place to others – FORK yeah!

SAY CHEESE! – Trust me you can’t help smiling after eating here. Cheese is something that always brings me back to my childhood. The creamy rich taste added to a well thought out, but simple menu with a healthy helping of a staff that makes you feel welcome is a recipe that not only puts a smile on my face – but one in my stomach! This is an establishment I hope succeeds because I know I will be back! 

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

(NYC) PETITE ABEILLE : small in name, grand in everything else

THE PLACE: Petite Abeille

LOCATION466 Hudson Street Manhattan, NY

MY EXPERIENCE: Starting your day in Manhattan can be stressful. Throw in the fact that there are millions of places to eat at, millions of people rushing around, and millions of cuss words going through your head... sometimes it is just nice to have a nice little calm place to sit, have a good cappuccino and a nice breakfast to catch your breath and plan your day. 

After barely fitting on the PATH (train for those non-northeasterners) in Jersey City early on a Monday morning (hellooooo rush hour) - my friend Kelly and I decided that we did not care where the first stop was, we were getting off. 

Lucky for us, we did! 

After pushing our way through the gobs of people on the train we found ourself at the Christopher Street Station. Once we made it to ground level, we pulled up our phones to see where we could find a small café for a light breakfast, and a place for us to plan our day. 

After looking for 2 cafés that were closed, we stumbled upon PETITE ABEILLE. 

Irony of this is, Kelly thought she had been there before. 

We find a small table outside. Before we had situated ourselves a smiling gent came to the table with the menus with a bright smile and a cheerful voice. (Were we still in NYC?) 

The breakfast menu was simple, and very inviting.

I decided on the Petite Abeille Egg Sandwich. For $5.95 how bad could it be? Kelly ordered the Yoghurt with fruit. 

We both ordered a cappuccino, and he graciously brought us out water (without having to ask for it). 

The server (who introduced himself as Neil or Neal - whichever is spelled right) was just as pleasant as the food. 

After we sat around flapping our gums for a while planning our day, Kelly and I decided that this was going to be "our" spot for mornings. Even after we paid, our water glasses were always as filled as we wanted them to be, we never felt rushed. 

For 4 days we ate here. Every morning the same exact service. Neil/Neal even remembered how we wanted our cappuccinos (and it is not like we were the only people that were there). 

I ordered the same thing everyday but the last. (I tend to stick to something I like when I find it) The last day I ordered one of the waffles. WHY DIDN'T I DO THIS EARLIER!! 

Perfectly crisp on the outside, and nice and light on the inside. The sauce was made up of fresh strawberries and it was topped with whipped cream. Not too sweet, but just sweet enough to make you smile! 

I cannot speak for any other meals here, but I can for breakfast. For anyone in the New York area... GO!!! 

If I lived in NYC, I would have to budget in for breakfast here everyday! 

THE RATING:

PEOPLE: I should change this one to "person" because every time I was there I dealt with only one person - and it was incredible. His interaction, wit and humor with every customer was just as heart warming. One day we were there a gentleman in a wheelchair was there with his aid and while the aid was feeding him, Neil/Neal spent his time telling the older gentleman stories. It truly was heart-warming to see the interaction! Our food was delivered promptly, we never had to ask for water, and we never felt rushed or unwanted. 




FOOD:  For me to repeat a place everyday should say enough. I honestly was not expecting the quality of the food I got for $5.95. The bread was so delicious I could have eaten it by itself. The eggs were perfectly cooked/seasoned with just enough spinach and cheese to balance all the flavors and textures. The cappuccino was piping hot with the perfect amount of milk. The best part about this place is I can say that I did not just "luck-out" being there at the right time. The quality and flavor of the food was consistent. I had the same sandwich 3 days in a row, and each day was as good as the one before. The uniqueness of serving the sandwich on a board was even better. Loved it !!! 

ATMOSPHERE: This place is small with a big heart. Don't expect fancy-look-down-your-nose style tables. Do expect high class service with warm welcoming cozy little tables. The tables outside were all 2 tops, but if more people come (one day we had a third) - simply put 2 tables together. The outdoor seating is great for people watching. The location is really easy to get to - so there is no excuse to not go if you are in the NYC area! 

This place gets a 3 FORK YEAHs!!!

Did I enjoy my experience - FORK yeah!
Would I eat there again - FORK yeah!
Would I recommend this place to others - FORK yeah!

Sitting in a small café, sipping a fresh coffee and people watching has always been a favorite past time of mine. Friendly and warm service is something I sadly do not get everywhere I go. At PETITE ABEILLE - I have the luck of both: Non-rushed, friendly warm service - all while sitting and enjoying my life. So while the little bee (petite abeille) is busy, I enjoy the honey! 


Saturday, August 18, 2012

(NYC) THE GREEN TABLE: I say go green !!!

THE PLACE: The Green Table

LOCATION75 9th Avenue New York, NY 10011

MY EXPERIENCE:  A friend of mine, Kelly knows I appreciate good food. Who doesn't right? She came up with the idea for us to go to The Green Table while we were in NYC. Since she had eaten there before, she wanted me to give it a whirl and give my opinion. Lucky for y'all... you get to hear it too!

While meandering around the Chelsea Market (if you have not been - GO) in New York, we met up with Wesley (a previously mentioned foodie friend) for what I was thinking was going to be a little "nibble."

We meet up. (Wesley beat Kelly and me there , and he was already staring inside at the food on other people's tables)

As soon as we open the door we are greeted by a smiling (and quite pretty) hostess. She sits us at the corner table.

Hands us our menus and politely tells us to enjoy our meal. (once more with a smile)

The server comes over almost immediately and asks us what we want for drinks. I believe he introduced himself, but I was too amazed with the menu to catch his name at first.

Wesley ordered a blackberry soda, and Kelly and I said we were going to have water. (at first)

Once he (later we found out his name was Justin) came back with Wesley's soda, I had asked him about the "adult-soda" that was on the menu. There was a version of this soda that was ginger ale and I love a good adult ginger ale. Justin said that this was just the name... however if I wanted an "adult" beverage like I was thinking, he could recommend one for me.

After asking the proper questions (give this man a raise) I decided on getting a drink that had rum, Q-Gingerale, lime and... well... ice. (what more do you need).

When the drink came out, I was shocked at the amount of the rum that was there.

After sending Justin away several times (it was hell trying to decide what we all wanted, so much of it all of it sounded delicious) we decided.

Kelly was going to have the Caprese Salad and Macaroni & Cheese (side size).

Wesley wanted the Chicken Pot Pie.

I wanted the 1/2 Grilled Cheese and the Gazpacho Soup.

I honestly could have made a lunch out of the "adult-drink."

When the food came... I thought I was going to as well. (hey, I said I wasn't going to censor myself)

Our water glasses were never close to half empty (and it was a hot day so we were guzzling down the water, trust me) and when Wesley and I completed our drinks, Justin promptly asked us if we wanted another.

The service was quick, friendly, and witty. Just enough time spent at the table to give great service, and leaving just in time so you did not think the service was "annoying."

We joked with Justin because we did not get the "green" table - and gave him a little shit about it. His quick wit said, "We put all the trouble-makers in the corner... so  next time... make a reservation!

Well said Justin... well said.

The check came, we paid. The hostess made a point of saying thank you, bidding us a good day. When we exited, Justin was at another table and made a point to thank us and also tell us have a good day.

I cannot speak for Kelly and Wesley, but I know for me - this dining experience was amazing.

I will be back... and I will get that damn green table!!


THE RATING

PEOPLE: From the time you walk in, you feel like they have been waiting for you all year. Everyone makes great eye-contact. I was greeted by everyone I saw that worked there. Truly pleasant. Justin our server was amazing. I have served before, and I know it is not an easy job. I paid close attention to how the servers were with their tables, and they all seemed to be great at "feeling out" their tables. Some people there were less chatty, and some (like us) didn't know when to shut the hell up! No matter which extreme, the servers went right along with the flow.


FOOD: YUM! I was expecting good, and what I got was GREAT! At first I thought the ratio of bread: cheese was going to be a bit much... how I was wrong. The bread was perfectly toasted so that it was crisp on the outside, yet soft as butter when bit into. The cheese gave just enough "fattiness" to the bread to give a nice texture combination. As for the gazpacho, there was something missing... as in another bowl! I would have drank it if it wouldn't make me look like I had zero class. Of course I had to try everyone else's food at the table as well. The chicken pot pie that Wesley had...I need to pause for a moment to swim in my mental memories of that buttery crust (complete with a cutout of a lil chick). I was happy and angry at the same time; happy it was so good, and angry I didn't order that... in addition to what I ordered. Kelly's salad was incredible. The tomatoes tasted like the chefs walked out back and pulled them off the vine right after God him/herself (or selves for our multi-dietied worshipping friends) personally kissed them! And the Mac& Cheese... please give me another moment... thanks! As a southern boy... I know Mac & Cheese... and I can happily say... so does The Green Table.

ATMOSPHERE: I was waiting for them to tell me my room was ready. I felt like I was at a relative's house. Trendy, Homey (not as in the clown, or your thugin' gangbanger) Clean, Cozy! Everything you want it to be. The mix of people eating there was great. Older couples, younger couples, straight couples, gay couples, Business people, Families alike - all enjoying the food and the atmosphere! The cost of the experience was worth it. It was more than your trip to your local fast food joint... but cheaper than the medical bills you will eventually have to pay for the damage done to your body by those establishments! Considering the quality and the portions, it really was priced very well. I left there overly satisfied. I would say stuffed, however the food was so good (and fresh) I did not feel like I had a lump of nothingness inside me.

This place gets a 3 FORK YEAHs!

Did I enjoy my experience - FORK yeah!
Would I eat there again - FORK yeah!
Would I recommend this place to others - FORK yeah!


I love a restaurant that has seasonal menus, and utilizes fresh ingredients from nearby farmers, dairies etc. Throw in a nifty little name, and a gimmick (I am determined to get a Green Table my next time there) - and COUNT ME IN! I fell in love with THE GREEN TABLE.

(NYC) MESKEREM : a hidden place for a reason

THE PLACEMESKEREM

LOCATION: 124 MacDougal Street New York, NY 10012

MY EXPERIENCEWhile in New York City, I decided that I wanted to introduce my friend Wesley to the Ethiopian food experience. Ever since my first time trying this cuisine in Atlanta, Georgia - I have done nothing but speak highly of the cuisine... so why not share with a fellow foodie?

I tried Ethiopian food for the first time roughly 3 years ago in this small restaurant not too far from the ATL airport. They spoiled me. I was expecting the same experience for Wesley...

This was not the case at MESKEREM. 

Earlier in the week while walking around I stumbled upon the place - hidden on a side street... nothing really fancy. But I never judge a restaurant by its "hidden" factor - after all sometimes those are the best finds! 

I talked up finding a little "hole in the wall" place to Wesley, and pumped up the idea of trying it. I just knew this was going to be good. 

Boy, was Wesley (who has never had Ethiopian food ) in for an experience... unfortunately, it was not a great one. 

We entered into a crowded restaurant... One would think this is a good sign! (Sadly, it turns out it was a sign that these people were probably there for the first time, or had crack-smoked every last tastebud away in their mouth)

We were not greeted... (but hey, they were busy right, I can wait until we are seated and eye-contact can be made)

We were seated... (nope, no greeting)

Handed menus... (still, not a word)

So instead of the person working in the restaurant who is most familiar with the food...I explained the foods (that I knew) to my friend. 

The server came over... (will we finally be greeted?)

...we were asked if we wanted a drink... (NOPE...still no hello...welcome...how are you, or even ጤና ይስጥልኝ <hello in amharic>).

Wesley ordered a red wine, and I ordered a honey wine. (sometimes I am a fan of honey wines with heavily spiced foods).

We decided we were going to get 2 combos so we could experience a combination of both the vegetarian cuisines and the meat cuisines. 

The meat combos should really be considered beef combo - there was no other meats showcased in the combo. Which is sad because the time I tasted how Ethiopians do chicken sold me on the food! 

When the server came, (please note I keep using the term server because there was never a mention of name... come to think of it for all I know this person might not have even been a server... just some random person that decided to seat people... it is NYC after all) there was no suggestions made, no inquiry if we had any questions (I mean hello, we are 2 white guys sitting in a restaurant of a cuisine that is not readily available...or popular... in most parts of the country/world)... and still.... NO GREETING. 

The wine comes out. 

....to the WRONG table. 

The wine is passed back and forth by about 4 people at the table... "not mine...not mine.

The lady yells something to the guy (these people being from the restaurant, not the customers) and points at our table. So the guy walks over and takes the wine from their table, and brings it to ours. 

Do you think we got a, "Sorry." 

Nahhhh!!!

How about, "Would you like a new glass considering there were several people at the other table who have handled your wine - and I do not know if anyone drank from it." 

Hell, we didn't even get a hello, what makes you think they would have had the class enough to say that? 

But hey, I got my wine so I should just drink it and be happy. I am after all trying to show Wesley that the Ethiopian Food Experience is fun... right? 

The food comes out and is thrown on the table. 

Perhaps I am exaggerating (slightly) on the "thrown" part, but by this point it might as well have been, because I was feeling more like a nuisance than a customer. 

The next I saw of the server (or the lady) was when the check was put on the table. 

"Oh... ok, sure... the food tasted ok, and no... no... we did not want coffee or dessert." 
  
We paid and when we got up.... 

Just as there was no greeting... there was no thanks... 



THE RATING

PEOPLE: If I compared them with my experience of Ethiopian hospitality... the people working here simply do not give a shit. They have a packed restaurant - so you are nothing but another dollar for them. They had the enthusiasm of a dead squirrel. They should learn what a simple greeting can do!!! 


FOOD: The plating was very much like every other Ethiopian place I have been to. For the most part it was edible. I can't say this is the best... or even second best place I have been to for Ethiopian food. The injera (bread) was very thin. Most of the edges were very crispy instead of being spongey. A few of the dishes tasted exactly the same... but then again if the people owning/working there didn't speak to me, why did I expect that the flavor would speak for itself? As far as portions are concerned - I was ok with that. I will say I was not completely stuffed, but I walked away knowing that I had eaten. 


ATMOSPHERE: I believe walking through TSA at the airport in Romania right after the fall of communism was more welcoming. One would think that the narrow "intimate" setting the restaurant has would be intimate. Instead, it was more like an inmate setting. The table my friend and I had was right in the pathway between the bar, the restroom and another table, so it was not uncommon to catch a random elbow, or even a chair in the side being carried by the owner/worker like Wesley experienced. The overall cost... normally I would say it would be ok... but for my experience, if given the choice to spend my money there again or buy a hobo a new pickle jar to piss in... let's just say somebody under a bridge is going to have one fine renovation !!! 

This place gets a 3 FORK NOs! 

Did I enjoy my experience - FORK no! 
Would I eat there again- FORK no!
Would I recommend this place to others - FORK no! 

Ethiopian food is incredible. It is simple, full of spice, full of different textures... I highly recommend if you have not had it you try it...just please do not try it here! 

What the FORK is this all about?

I know, I know... another damn blog. Well... you're reading it!

Since I am already a food snob... why not share my experiences from the places I have been to.

Hopefully this will help promote the good restaurants, and increase their business, and demote the crappy ones so that they change something.

The basis of this blog will be me judging restaurants, cafes, food trucks... basically anyplace that charges me to feed myself.

I only make 2 promises: I will be honest & I will not censor myself.

Sounds like fun eh?

My judging will be based off of these 3 things:
  1. People
  2. Food
  3. Atmosphere
I will then break down each of these categories into more details.

People:
  • How am I greeted? - NO... eye contact is not considered a greeting!
  • What is their enthusiasm level? - do I feel like I am in a morgue or at a circus?
  • How is the service? - do they talk or just sling my food at me?
Food:
  • How does it look? - did I molest it with my eyes before I ravished it with my mouth?
  • How does it taste? - does it make me want more... or does it taste like I am eating dried potpourri?
  • How are the portions based on the 3S scale? - do I leave satisfied, stuffed or starving?
Atmosphere:
  • Do I feel welcome? - in other words, do I walk in and feel like I am going to be welcomed, raped, or murdered?
  • What is the ambience like? - is it "romantical" or "nomantical", would I come here for a date, by myself, or both?
  • Was the overall cost worth the overall experience? Do I feel like I paid for a call-girl and got a crack-whore, or do I feel like I paid for a Pinto and drove off with a BMW?

Unlike my other blogs, I will mention names (so watch out!!) and I will post pictures (of the food, and only of people if they have given permission). 

At the end of each posting I will give the restaurant a rating... and to keep things spicy (cuz we know how much I like the spice of life) I will email the restaurant with a link to the posting about their restaurant and my experience there. I will also WELCOME them to leave any comments they like on the blog!

My ratings will be based on the "Fork No or Fork Yeah" system.

Did I enjoy my experience?

Would I eat there again?

Would I recommend this place to others?

The maximum rating a restaurant can get is 3 FORK YEAHs!!!

This means that hands down, this is a restaurant that you need to eat at if you have the ability.

The minimum is a 3 FORK NOs!!!

This means not only should you not eat there... but you should tell your friends to stay the FORK away from there should they mention eating there!

For the poorly rated restaurants, my goal here is not to slander them, but to provide constructive feedback from a customer's perspective. We (the customer) are after all what keeps them in business, so why would they not want our suggestions! 

For the highly rated restaurants, my goal is to make them so much money that their food and service keeps getting better! I think in today's world good customer service and great food is often overlooked. I believe if I experience such great things, I will do whatever I can to make the owners, servers, and cooks as much money as I possibly can with the best advertising of all... word of mouth! 

So with that being said.....


Let the plates begin...