Playing Top Chef at Fatty 'Cue
Fellow Top Chef fans, tell me something. Do you ever pretend you're a judge on the show? If you haven't tried this, you should. Anthony Bourdain is especially fun to imitate while eating a meal you don't like. Tom Colicchio, too. When I told Daniel I was going to admit that we do this, he warned me it's geeky. Oh well, I guess we're geeks.
And if Fatty 'Cue were on our version of Top Chef, they could easily win a quickfire with their BLT. A clever take on a classic sandwich, it wedges extra crispy coriander bacon, green tomato, baby lettuce and a spicy aioli between two thick slices of perfectly toasted pullman bread with crunchy edges. As Padma might say, they really hit it out of the park with this one.
But their Sunday special, a whole smoked pig that sounded so promising was one-dimensional, bland, uninspired, and not what we expected at all. Tom would have said that the flavors just didn't develop. Anthony would have wondered if they scrubbed the pork under water and then wrung it dry like a dish rag before serving it. Gail probably would have added that even two over easy eggs and bao buns just couldn't save a REALLY BORING DISH. We begged our server for something, anything to give it more kick. She came back with a really good house made sriracha that helped a little bit.
All joking aside, I don't think brunch is the best time to fully judge a restaurant. I love Fatty Crab and am not ready to tell Fatty 'Cue to pack their knives and go. Not yet.
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