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Hillside Farmacy Report: Good and Bad

slowcoooked | Mar 11, 201204:16 PM

Pardon the new thread, I figured I'd try to get us to 5 posts today :--(

SERVICE: We ate there today at noon with no wait, GOOD. It took about 15 minutes to get water / attention. BAD. Our server, a tall African American male was nice, but literally stood at the cash register and the bar 95% of the time, never to refill waters, once to ask us if our food was good. We weren't in a hurry, just unlucky we got the worst server we've had in ages.

FOOD: The small house made gravlax plate (10 bucks) was lovely enough - 5 medium sized slices of buttery salmon, atop a heaping mound of slaw with a drizzle of local honey. delicious. The salmon really shined. The small bresaola plate was a similarly spartan 5 slices of rolled thin sliced bresaola paired with some pickled onions, tiny orange wedges, hard cheese, herbs and arugula if I recall, and was also very good. The citrus balanced the salty beef and good oil. I don't know too many places that serve bresaola though you can buy it at central market. Pretty solid, no complaints, but again for 10 bucks one might want a tad more. The corned pork belly sandwich. This was a huge disappointment. And it's not because it didn't sound great what with the #77 sauce, the corning, etc.? But again, way too stingy on the good stuff and overpowered with the dense and thick bread. All we could really taste was the bread, and my wife the bread fiend pulled a slab of it away and still couldn't taste anything. Just a few tiny pieces of pork too, and couldn't tell what it tasted like. Scrutinizing the other sandwiches coming out of kitchen, all of them looked way over breaded Like two inch thick slices with thin interiors. 8 to 12 dollars for a sandwich isn't overly expensive, but freaking give me something to eat folks. I was intrigued by the cryptic #77 sauce, but I literally could not taste it at all. Not to mention it was dry. Letdown...

FINGERNAILS: And hey, I'll laugh it up with the pseudohygeinic hipsters when i can, but the nice young lady that brought the bloody mary had fingernail dirt that looked like she dove hand first into a vat of tepid mulch. GROSS. I think my wife vurped.

The Finale: Tortoise wins. And then the check . . . another huge 10 - 15 min. wait for the tortoise of the bunch to come back over and ask if we're finished. Left hungry, 65 dollars down with tip, three smallish offerings, and a bloody mary. Not great.

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