Sunday, January 22, 2012

Baci

How I ended up in Town Brookhaven is still a mystery because I have no rational recollection... But since I was here, let's see what's new in this dumpelopement. I initially wanted to try Tre'za for their "wood fired brick oven" pizza but when I walked in and looked around, it had the feel and look of a gaudy cafeteria. I spied the oven, oh, dear Lord, no fucking way. I had that pouch feeling it would not live up to expectation. So, I walked.... Across the street. This looked like a cute resto, let's try it, can't be that bad, right? Gotta be at least one edible thing on the menu.

From the creators of the Cafe at Pharr... Menu doesn't look half bad, it's your standard staples found in every menu and every establishment on this level. Nothing all that creative but proven dishes that has worked time and time again.

No booze? WTF... I'm outta here. But I was gently coaxed back with the promise of ceviche and lobster mac n' cheez. Ok, let's eat...

(Mussels )

Didn't look half bad, mussels a bit on the small side but the sauce looked way too thick. Kinda like an Alfredo sauce from a jar. Tasted it and it was! Ciao, Francesco Rinaldi! Could not stop laughing. This was a great start. BTW- the grilled bread were two little slices of air dried baguette that wasn't even cut on the bias. Totally could soak up all that sauce, all 2 liters of it. You can see it sneaking in on the top right... Depressing little fuckers aren't they?


(Japanese Ceviche)

I lurv me some ceviche, the acid from the fresh citrus tastes so fresh and so clean clean... Except this wasn't ceviche, it was a god damn sashimi sampler. Where. Da. Fuk. Am. I? Will I Am, can you help? Why would anyone, let alone a resto owner/operator, would ever call this a "ceviche"? This is insulting to the eating customers on the highest level. This must be a joke... As this app has proven.

(Baby Beet Salad: 1st take)

$7?! This can not even be considered a side salad... It's a side side salad. Is this joke? Am I on Candid Camera? Allen Funt, where the funt are you? No seasoning, no dressing, no flavor. This did not involve cooking, how can it be this bad? Send it back, bitches.


(Baby Beets Salad: Redux)

Like a midget on Viagra, it grew a little bit bigger. 2nd take, bigger and a wee bit better, but that's only because they added the candied almonds this time. Pretty sad still. I made that sound when it came out to the table, just like seeing a special ed kid getting off a short bus with a helmet on... Awwwww.


(Lobster Mac n' Cheese)

Mmm, couldn't wait for some lobster mac... Everyone loves this except the people with the gluten thingy. It was crappy under cooked elbows with no cheese except on top. See any lobster in there? Neither did I but at least you didn't fucking pay $6 for this. A whole box of elbow mac is like 80 cents. Fuck me, bamboozled again. Keep the change, you filthy animal.


(Chef Risotto of the Day: white and green asparagus)

C'mon, surprise me with a properly cooked chef's risotto of the day... White and green asparagus sounds simple enough. Too bad this was rice pilaf, instead. No evidence of stock, parmesan, cream, butter, salt, pepper... Oh wait, I see black specks, could be black pepper. And there, there's some shaved parmesan hairs. Yum-mo, no mo'. I love the presentation, just like at the Pine St. soup kitchen. Slop. Glop. Flop. Next!


(Baci Burger: kobe beef burger, american cheese, homemade pickles, duck fat fries)

Looks like someone was trying real hard to copy the 10PM burger... But it looked more like a backyard BBQ gone wrong with cousin Eddie at the helm. A) Why even ask for a temp on these pathetically paper thin patties that were supposedly KOBE beef. B) Why the fuck would anyone molest the shit outta a premium cut of ground beef? This was not Kobe beef, not even close, it looked more like Kobe Bryant wiped his ass with a Publix bun after a double overtime game. And added a little toe cheese on top for that gooey goodniz. This was so visually revolting, I sent it back to whence it came. But I did taste a duck fat fry or two... Dude, don't quit your day job. How can you send out food like this? It is baffling.

So, after that fiasco of a meal... The sweet little lady owner offered a dessert on the house. I refused but a choco-fiend at the table wanted to try the chocolate cake with ice cream. Told her not to do it, but she did it anyways and she paid the price... Culinarily and monetarily, they charged us for the cake. But it wasn't worth the hassle to get them to change the check. I just pretended it was like an expensive divorce, it was worth it to paid the extra $6 and get the fuck outta there.

I can understand that you've been opened only for a few days. But when you boast about how many restaurants you and your family have and opening another one soon... There is just no excuse for this wretched food coming out of the kitchen. The owner's son even came out to joke about how he cooked the burger... Dude, I'm fucking paying for that burger that you burnt to shit and you're laughing about it? Go the fuck back to college, bro.

No Rating.

705 Town Blvd
Suite 510
Atlanta, GA 30319
678-705-7628
http://baciatlanta.com/

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