This week felt like an off week. Some lackluster reviews, and a couple absent critics. We're heading into the holidays, after all, so I'm sure some papers are rolling out retrospectives and listicles to allow writers and editors a little time off. But there's at least one really eye-catching review, almost all the way at the bottom. But start at the top, if you would, and make your leisurely, natural way down through this week's Flyover Friday.
Brief, and with a bit of a repetitive structure, this review needs to be punched up a little. Nice to see a former Miller person making good in the craft beer world.
We don’t see a lot of proper reviews from the Star, for it winning so many food criticism awards. I grant I can rely on “nice” from time to time, but Fox needs to reign it in.
Baehr had a heck of a job reviewing a restaurant that asks you to create your own menu, and with components that are likely to be unfamiliar to Anglo palates. Like Hu Hot with the menu written in Thai.
Holy crap another OTR review. Does any other Cincinnati neighborhood have a new restaurant someone could cover? Mitchell does point out this region saturation, at least. A one-visit review, tsk.
Addison Building, Addison Eatery, Addison Burger, Addison Island Sauce. I think there’s a theme here. Here’s another instance of a Detroit critic placing an awful lot of importance on Detroit food. (Big portions of decent, inexpensive food is “Detroit-style” now?)
The breezy Abraham style leaves me wanting a little more detail about the food itself. That last bit about the absence of TVs is odd.
Oof! Acevedo doesn’t get the opportunity to really rag on a place, but he does so here. Sounds like the restaurant earns it though. “Nonplussed” seems like the wrong word near the end, and certainly not misspelled as it is.
Hey, the byline changed for these reviews some time recently, going from “Bill of Fare” (au revoir, Bill!) to “Blade staff.” I still think they should just get over the TOTAL ANONYMITY thing and put a name on ‘em.
Darlington nails his review of this deeply goofy basement restaurant. (Locals will know it as the former-former Cafe Costa Rica space.) Good explanation of an unusual cuisine around these parts, and as clear an explanation of Layla's hours as anyone's likely to give.
A Cleveland restaurant this high-tone and Michael Symon isn’t involved? Pushing $60 for ribeye Oscar? Yikes!
A nearly identical take on the Hofbrauhaus empire, this time on the Columbus edition, a week after the Cleveland branch gets reviewed. Franchises, man.
Boy, are we in the early stages of winter or what? Another Germanic restaurant, more sausages and cabbage and dumplings.
It’s obvious this is a longstanding restaurant where people have their favorites; this review reads like a bit of a checklist. Another one-visit review.
Given the recent prison sentence of Cheese Melt's creator, this review would be timely and interesting no matter who wrote it. Considering Peterson was legally barred from opening any future businesses after the calamitous end of his last operations, the podium Kalk Derby gives to his relatives to provide him an alibi is maybe questionable, though certainly moot. The comment section brings all the legal ugly to the fore.
Interesting that Deptolla dings Movida’s star rating for serving primarily simple dishes, even ones that she likes a lot. But I agree with her at the top of the review: who doesn’t want their paella rice all crispy and brown at the bottom?