In an attempt for a quick dinner, I gave Brulees a try, wanting two things I would expect to be safe in any good restaurant: a dry, cold martini and tasty fried calamari. In both cases, Brulees burned me.
The bar, which is big in size was small in choices for gin. Apparently, they had been 'slammed' according to the bartender the night before, leaving nothing but Beefeater and well gin. Well...there's a concept called 'restocking the bar' that often happens prior to opening the next day. Just a thought for the future.
As for the calamari, the primary ingredient in Brulees's version was grease. The calamari arrived brown from swimming in what my Mother (who used to own restaurants and is a wonderful chef) would call 'dirty oil'.
The decor reminded me of a USAirways Lounge circa 1993. Lots of blonde wood. Lackluster at best. All that was missing for me is the announcement of departing flights. I actually felt a bit depressed by it, as I was projected into an all-too-familiar business travel mode. Frankly, with all that glass facing the street, it would behoove Brulees to bring up the level of decor, or play out the airport lounge feel more directly, going full-throttle for the theme by having the servers dress as flight attendants, and serving the food on individual trays preceded by a warm towel.
I swilled back the martini, ate what I could of the calamari, and left unsatisfied. Looking at the diners around me, I saw that I was not alone. As I was sitting, it occurred to me that Brulees would be a perfect candidate for Gordon Ramsay's 'Kitchen Nightmares' restaurant makeover show. My advice, head that intervention off, Brulees. You don't want him coming for a visit. If you think I and this review are tough on you, he'll only make it worse...and do so on television. read more