Table Talk

I found Crush to offer a very simple / successful formula for a new restaurant in a great location - good food, good wine, good prices, + great people. Check it out. (And the half bottle of '04 Yalumba Shiraz is a steal @ $16.)

Tim wrote:

I found Crush to offer a very simple / successful formula for a new restaurant in a great location - good food, good wine, good prices,+ great people. Check it out.(And the half bottle of '04 Yalumba Shiraz is a steal @$16.)

Food was, hate to say, mundane. Parking was terrible and my date felt uneasy when we left after dark. I'm afraid location may kill this one before it starts yet again. Nothing memoriable.

No, say it isn't so! Zodiac was a wonderful, funky gem. They knew how to prepare fish. The wine list was accessible and the gin and tonic was close to perfect. I hope the Club Charles fares better.

I just TRIED to eat at Crush last night. I will not be making the attempt again.
I live a few blocks away and was thrilled when Taste closed, because not only was the food overpriced for what it was, it was mediocre at best and bad at worst (a Caprese salad should never be crisp, especially in August).
My husband and I had great hopes for Crush and when we were seated, I initially thought they might be justified. The menu looked decent and the prices seemed reasonable. Water was poured in our glasses and we read our menus as we waited for our server to come take our drink orders and tell us the specials. We waited. And waited. The restaurant wasn’t busy and there were plenty of staff milling around. Still, we waited. A little over ten minutes into our increasingly annoyed wait, a party of five was seated next to us. Not five minutes passed before their waiter materialized and started taking drink orders. Maybe it was because there were more of them. Maybe it was because they were in their sixties and we are in our thirties. Whatever the reason, we decided that the restaurant clearly didn’t want our money. Ever. We stood up, took our jackets, and left when the server started describing the specials to the recent arrivals.
The hostess’s look of shocked injury when we told her , as we walked out the door, that we need to go some place where we could get service, was galling, but also hilarious. Crush got fifteen minutes of our lives that we’ll never get back and that’s all it will get. Sad, because it would have been a nice addition to our walking distance dining options. We give it a year before it enjoys Taste’s well-deserved fate.