The elegant urban design with high ceilings, modern lighting fixtures and concrete floors is exactly what you would expect from a place that claims it is bringing downtown to the suburbs.
Two "men in black" opened the front doors for us when we arrived and the hostesses greeted us with a smile. As we waited for our table, a gentleman stopped by to ask if we would like a drink while we waited. With the great atmosphere and the amazing service, I was salivating at the thought of what their food would taste like. Once seated, we started off with the Bangkok Hush Pups as suggested by our waiter. When I asked him if they were actual hush puppies, he enthusiastically answered yes. However, what arrived were little fluorescent green quiche balls coated in tempura batter and deep fried. On their own, they were tasteless and unappealing in both color and texture. Their only saving grace was the side of shallot tartar sauce. Unfortunately, however, that taste haunted me for the next two days. We also tried the Greek Potstickers, which were potstickers filled with beef and lamb and served with lime yogurt and fig compote. These were tasty and probably the best thing that I tasted all night. As my entree, I ordered the Plantain Pecan Crusted Scallops. It almost brought tears to my eyes to see these beautiful, delicious, tender scallops weighed down by 1/2 inch of pecan breading all around and then fried. If that wasn't bad enough, it was served on top of something they call Thai-American Noodle Cake, sounds exotic but it was not a cake at all. It was a heap of overcooked ramen noodles with no seasoning, In addition, the dish was served with corn and tandori volute, two random sauces that did not complement any of the foods in the dish. I also had the misfortune of trying The Burger and fries. The burger was so salty that I needed a huge gulp of water to wash it down and the french fries were just disgusting. I also tried the pizza, which was flavorless and chewy. By the time my meal was done, I was hesitant to try the dessert but the waiter convinced us that the white chocolate bread pudding was amazing. While the top quarter of the bread pudding was deliciously sweet and filled with white chocolate, the bottom three quarters were too hard to eat. One last note, my friend ordered a pomegranate martini and said it tasted more like a cosmopolitan.
Verdict: Not To Eat
