Cafe Sam: A Disappointment
Wednesday, March 14th, 2007It’s rare that I look forward to going out to dinner at a particular place; most of the time I see a dinner as a convenience option, knowing that I’ll be able to do as well for myself at home. With Cafe Sam, it was different. I had heard from enough sources that the food was worth talking about and I was expecting a great meal.
Boy, was I wrong. My Greek salad was made with iceberg and olives from a supermarket can: generic old black olives. On a Greek Salad. With iceberg. Now come on, you’re not even putting forth an effort. If you tell me that I’m going to have a Greek salad, I expect it to have kalamatas at minimum, and something with a pit still in it no matter what. The lettuce should have some variety to it. The feta chunks shouldn’t be of uniform size: that’s indicative of it coming pre-crumbled in a plastic bag instead of as whole cheese crumbled fresh in the restaurant. This salad failed on all counts. I’ve gotten better salads from church volunteers.