I'm going to make this short and sweet. Minus the sweet.
On a solo mission/Birthday trip to Boston, I went with a group of friends to Cheers at Faneuil Hall after a few incredibly warm laps around F1 Boston's City Track.
After twenty minutes of confusion over where the restaurant was supposed to seat the seventeen of us, we were shown our tables downstairs in the "reserved for private parties" area of the restaurant.
On to the food.
It wasn't mind blowingly great. I saw Boston Baked Beans on the menu under 'soups'...So I ordered that. I thought I saw 'bacon piled high' in the description of a sandwich... So I ordered that.
I got a cup of baked beans and a sandwich, with less than a pile of bacon. It was more like..a smattering of bacon. Two pieces of thinly sliced run-of-the-mill bacon, at most.
I ate the beans. They were ok. I definitely tasted the molasses, but most likely not in the way the creator of the recipe had intended. I was pleasantly surprised to see the hotdogs in there. I had missed that detail when rifling through the menu. The crumbled/chopped up bacon scattered across the top of the beans was a nice touch. It's not something I'd order again though. I could have gotten better beans out of can. Nevertheless, I ate the whole cup. C'mon, there was bacon in there.
I moved on to the sammich. A foccacia club. Ham, turkey, lettuce, tomato, not quite a pile of bacon, and somewhere in there was supposed to be cranberry mayo.
I ate the sandwich. I got the ham and turkey, lettuce and tomato, a little bacon, but no cranberry mayo. WTF? I admit now that the mayo was also part of the reason why I picked that particular sandwich. Can you honestly tell me when was the last time you had cranberry mayo? I didn't think so.
I was a little disappointed.
Regardless, the company was infinitely better and the whole day turned out to be a great succes. Cheers.
On a solo mission/Birthday trip to Boston, I went with a group of friends to Cheers at Faneuil Hall after a few incredibly warm laps around F1 Boston's City Track.
After twenty minutes of confusion over where the restaurant was supposed to seat the seventeen of us, we were shown our tables downstairs in the "reserved for private parties" area of the restaurant.
On to the food.
It wasn't mind blowingly great. I saw Boston Baked Beans on the menu under 'soups'...So I ordered that. I thought I saw 'bacon piled high' in the description of a sandwich... So I ordered that.
I got a cup of baked beans and a sandwich, with less than a pile of bacon. It was more like..a smattering of bacon. Two pieces of thinly sliced run-of-the-mill bacon, at most.
I ate the beans. They were ok. I definitely tasted the molasses, but most likely not in the way the creator of the recipe had intended. I was pleasantly surprised to see the hotdogs in there. I had missed that detail when rifling through the menu. The crumbled/chopped up bacon scattered across the top of the beans was a nice touch. It's not something I'd order again though. I could have gotten better beans out of can. Nevertheless, I ate the whole cup. C'mon, there was bacon in there.
I ate the sandwich. I got the ham and turkey, lettuce and tomato, a little bacon, but no cranberry mayo. WTF? I admit now that the mayo was also part of the reason why I picked that particular sandwich. Can you honestly tell me when was the last time you had cranberry mayo? I didn't think so.
I was a little disappointed.
Regardless, the company was infinitely better and the whole day turned out to be a great succes. Cheers.
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