Word of Mouth: The Windsor

June 22nd, 2011 by Dick Johnson

 

PX This presents THE "WORD OF MOUTH" REVIEW

We’re actually getting kinda sick of new restaurants; it’s a bit tedious pointing out the same types of flaws over and over and over again and ultimately being disappointed more often than impressed. (Here’s a novel idea: why don’t you try working to improve the shitty restaurant you already have, rather than opening a new one every nine months, you greedy egomaniacal bastard?) But hey, maybe that’s just us.
Anyhoo! It’s so nice to see you! We hadn’t planned on visiting your place, probably like— ever— but the "word of mouth" on this joint has been pretty outstanding. So, ya know— we’re intrigued. We’re hoping that good "word of mouth" is all genuine, and we can get us some of that good in our mouth. Word.
What’s that? You’d love to take advantage of all our vast experience, knowledge, insight, and expertise as long as we’re already here? Because you’re hoping we’ll like it and help spread the news, since you fired your publicist long ago for not doing jack shit for you?
Of course, we’d be honored. Oh ha, yesss, we’ll be honest— brutally honest even, ha ha! After all, that’s what obnoxious opinionated food-bloggers are for!
No no please, don’t send anything more, we’re stuffed, we can’t breathe, you’ll have to roll us out of here, ha ha ha… !

 

The Windsor

What exactly made you choose our restaurant?
Two friends from the industry recommended it. Women, no less— who are not even into sports. They’re very discerning; they’ve tried nearly every restaurant in their (West Village) neighborhood. (One works for Gottino, the other for Jeffrey’s Grocery.)

What was your first impression?
I’ve seen this space in nearly every carnation it’s been the last decade or so, and the layout never changes much. This one is no exception. I think they kept Charles’s wallpaper.

Please rate the Bar:
Same ole. Still pretty small. Still not so comfortable nor particularly accommodating.

Please rate the drinks/ cocktails/ wine:
The ambience doesn’t exactly inspire a wine hankering, so I totally forgot to even look at the list. Oopsie! Sorry. Also, I got so intrigued by the Happy Hour 1/2 priced cocktails, I forgot to look at the beer list too. OK, shoot me, sheesh!
Out of about a half-dozen (fairly-classic-with-a-bit-of-a-twist) selections, I opted for the margarita-esque one and the punchy vodka one. And they weren’t bad. The punchy one is very sweet, though.

Please rate the Dining Room:
The banquettes are nice and cozy. The rest of it is a wee haphazard and just a tad cramped.

Please rate the BOH:
Better than you’d expect. (Those women were right!)
Reminds me very much of chef Ian Russo‘s old work at Thunder Jackson’s. Actually, I meant to ask the waitress who’s the chef, but then I forgot (I was busy enjoying the burger!).

How was the staff?
Ovarall, satisfactory. Except the busboy; he was exceptionally conscientious.

 

What did you eat?/ How was the food?
Fried peperoncini : Wow, different. Battered and fried pickled peppers; very smart bar food, all right. Careful though— you know that vinegary fluid that often gets trapped inside the peppers when you pull them out of the jar? Well, evidently, when that stuff gets deep-fried, it becomes really hot (as in temperature, not spiciness). And it retains that heat a good long while. Don’t burn yourself [quite frankly, the whole thing is one little ole lady short a potentially painful lawsuit]. Personally, I loved them.
Tuna tartare : OK. Fresh and light, but just a bit of overkill on the soy sauce. Sort of disappointing; my friend from Jeffrey’s Grocery had raved about this dish.
Truffle grilled cheese :
Decadent and delicious, but a little more gooey cheese would really have made this sandwich lay-awake-at-night crave-worthy.
Burger with Monterey Jack : Ohh, yeah. You know that way overhyped supposedly just-like-your-backyard Shake Shack burger on the squishy grocery bun? Well, this is what it’s supposed to taste like. Ya know, like if they used fresh red onions, non-anemic tomatoes, and actually cooked it properly at your desired temperature. Minus the irritating 45-minute wait in the blistering summer sun, that is.
Red velvet cake in a glass :
Eh. Skip it. Way too much (and kind of bland) frosting; dry, boring, cake smushed in between.

What did you like?
The food’s pretty good.

What did you dislike?
Sports? Rilly?

What was your last impression?
Oh damn, I forgot to ask about the (consulting?) chef. Ah well, next time.

Would you come back?
I think so.

Thank you, and hope to see you soon!
Thanks, it was delicious.

 

 

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