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I'll have the clams
casino to start and the rack of lamb for my main course. Seriously,
who ever orders this crap at a diner? People get eggs and hash browns.
They get burgers and the occasional grilled cheese sandwich. So why
do they insist on the twelve-page menu littered with ridiculous seafood
and gourmet items? Wacky, wacky folks. Three Guys is your typical
mixture of gaudy/trashy decor (which always seems to include those
weird gold accented mirrors) and loud, sweaty staff. In fact, I don't
recall seeing three guys working there. Maybe guy number two was off
that day. Maybe he was off at one of their other restaurants. In any
case, I wish he was in the kitchen when they decided to load my hash
browns with green peppers. Does anybody like this? I also wish he
had been there when they delivered our breakfasts piecemeal, forgetting
one person's toast, another's sausage, and another's something else
in the pork family. Then, of course, they seemed pissed when asked
where these particular items might be. We're not sure how often you're
going to be up at 96th Street and Madison Ave., but there are plenty
of other Greek diners in the neighborhood, and we suggest you go to
them instead. [MF]
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