I went to Beer Table last night, very excited to try new beers and to have their Tuesday prix fixe dinner, as I have read so many good things about it. But the whole experience left me feeling like the emperor has no clothes.
The beer list is interesting, sure. But come on, the choices of beers under $14 was miniscule, and very rapidly the prices went up to the $30s, $50s and even one bottle for over $100. How can it not be possible to curate an interesting list in a price range that is at least faintly affordable, especially these days?
And the prix fixe menu was laughable, both on paper and on the plate. OK, it was only $25. But a small plate of string beans that were highly unmemorable (at dessert, when I said it was much better than the first course, all three of my companions said, "What was the first course? I forgot.") and a mound of dandelion greens in bacon grease with two pieces of fatty bacon on top is NOT a meal. I will admit the large lemon square with a terrific salty crust for dessert was good, but I left feeling like it was oversized to make me forget that it was essentially all I'd eaten.
Rarely have I felt so taken in by a place. Is anyone with me?