Having been craving a hearty portion of beef for a while, I perused through Google looking to locally satiate my need for meat. Though I must've passed by the building hundreds of times over the years, I've never noticed Greg's until it came up on the results. This unassuming building by the Mt. Auburn cemetery is a hidden gem. I wonder how many have passed over it for the more contemporary eateries? Having no one to go with, and being a self-conscious type, I almost chickened out but promise of a meal I've been longing for said come come just do it.
Greeted warmly by auntie-like staff, I passed through the bustling bar area and into the quieter dining room. Dimly lit and accented by vintage style wall sconces and fairy lights made for a cozy ambiance. Decorated tin ceiling tiles, exposed brick and warm, wood-paneled walls. Plush red leather booths and classic cafe chairs based off the Thonet 18. Like the ending scene of That Girl's first episode where Marlo Thomas' character Ann Marie and her potential love interest Don Hollinger sitting at a red checkered table for their first date, I sat down anticipating my own romantic experience with this neighborhood Italian-American restaurant with mid 20th century decor. This isn't a place that's "trying" to be of the period. Aside from the nostalgic 80's hits playing softly in the background, it's as if the place never changed, and I love that.
I scarcely looked at the menu to be honest, as I knew exactly what I wanted. Prime Rib medium rare with horseradish, a side of salad and roasted potatoes. The salad came promptly, with a plate of fluffy, sesame coated Scala bread and butter. By the time I finished, my hot hot plate arrived on cue, a lovely thick portion of rib meat lightly bathed in jus.
Now though I haven't had underwhelming prime rib anywhere, I am a known sinner for drowning meat in A1 and horseradish. I did decide to cut a piece and eat it with the jus alone.
Oh dear readers do listen. The flavors bursted vibrantly. A touch of horseradish dotted here and there, but the steak sauce remained untouched through the duration of the meal. The next 15 minutes were just The Psychedelic Furs, Erasure, Madonna, me and prime rib. I don't remember my surroundings from being in bliss. All the anxiety I had as a solo restaurant-goer disappeared and I transcended.
This is true cozy comfort of a restaurant. Next time he visits, I will bring my British partner to experience what it's like to go to what I now consider "a true American restaurant experience". Maybe I'll come before that anyways because wow, that was lovely.
Thank you for the wonderful food and hospitality to everyone present tonight. read more