Ok - so it was disappointing - another place that just didn't make it. Maybe this blog isn't about where TO go, but rather what TO AVOID while you're out and have a need to eat something.
It seems to be the trend on my blog, anyway.
Alright, so let me get to it:
Out shopping recently. Got hungry. Oh! The department store has a little restaurant that actually touts a NY Times review as you walk in. Supposedly, at some point in time, this place was worthy of a stop-through review. Who would have thought that anyone would take a small restaurant within Bloomie's as a good place to get a pricey burger?
More emphasis on that price, later.
Here I was at Bloomingdales... Flip Burger.
I walked in and the Cooking Channel with Julia Child was on the screen. Some cocky guy behind the counter acted all-knowledgeable about food and how it should be done... and how Julia Child should not be regarded as one of the great chefs... blah, blah, blah. He was irritating. Even better, was how he tried to explain to me about real chefs versus celebrity chefs... Whatever, dude. Get a real job and keep your butthole opinions to yourself.
Meanwhile, I perused the way-too-many-choices-of-a-menu and got frustrated. I decided that I would get a pre-constructed burger, rather than try to build my own. There was too little time to go through the ten or so choices of meats, plus types of cheese, plus mix-ins or whatever they called it.
I don't like an over-complicated menu. I'm not amused, impressed or wowed by them.
I ordered the greek style Zorburger. It was supposed to be served with a side of Greek salad. Been to Greece. Been to great Greek restaurants in the city. THAT, dear friends, was not worthy of its namesake.
Note to readers: I ABHOR iceberg lettuce in all its forms. Nasty light green, crunch water. Forget it.
Oh -and that stuffed grape leaf? Almost made me instantaneously vomit.
It was slimy and mushy. Just writing about it makes me gag.
The burger was served with what I think was supposed to be ground lamb -but it was so dry, one could mistake it for sawdust. Easily.
It also had black olive tapenade as well as feta cheese. It was like sodium on top of sodium. And the so-called Greek salad had the feta cheese, too. So..... why?
And I cannot forget the bun. The HUGE onion-herbed brioche bun was the size of Giants Stadium. And it, too, was about the right dryness for sawdust material, too.
That, with a soft drink cost me over $20 - with tip, $25.
For the love of God people, avoid this place.
Go outside the doors of Bloomingdales and find a feast elsewhere.
This Flip has FLOPPED big time.
Midtown Lunch didn't care for them either. I think they even described the signage as "douchy".
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