Surreal meal at Butcher’s Cafe
“We’ve got tables inside and out, no waiting!”
This is what the owner of Butcher’s Cafe screamed at the people waiting in line at Sabrina’s yesterday afternoon in between attempts to convince passersby to eat at his restaurant. I was sitting at an outdoor table with a friend, feeling a little overexposed eating an omlette on the corner of 9th and Christian. After he finished yelling across the street, he turned to us and said, “I was the chef at Sabrina’s for 3 years, I wrote their menu.” Well, that would explain the duplication in menu items.
By the time we had this exchange with him, we had been there for 45 minutes, had only just managed to flag someone down to place an order and were on our second table. We were forced to move because our first table was under a speaker (they were playing a decidedly unbrunch-like techno station) and the air conditioner drips were leaking onto the not-so-waterproof awning above us and then diffusing through the fabric onto our heads. It was like sitting under a grocery store produce mister.
When we finally got our food, we felt like we had survived an ordeal. Thankfully, the food was terrific. My omlette was perfectly cooked and the potatoes were crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. Cindy’s food was equally wonderful. I don’t think that Butcher’s Cafe will ever be anything more than Sabrina’s less attractive step-sister, but if they could get the service element of their product together, it really wouldn’t be a bad brunch option at all.
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ooh - I had not-so-good a food experience at BC - including a $3 or $4 “fruit salad” that consisted of a couple apple slices and a strawberry. And another part of the table order was mangled. Maybe I had been there on an off day.
Fingernail in food!
I ate at the butcher’s cafe about a year ago when it first reopened. The service was terrible and then once we finally got our food my friend pulled a fingernail out of her mouth mid-chew! Totally gross! Will never go back again!