I walked into the restaurant the long way, after motorcycling 7,246 miles from NYC and having my cocktail waitress at the Peabody, "Lindsey (va va voom!)" recommending it. Yeah that's right, I was bunking where the ducks swim and where Elvis first bought his blue suede shoes.
THE DOPE:
ATMOSPHERE: A fun "private" entrance, cool, hip, low light vibe inside. Some real moody blue light bathing the windows from the outside, and eye catching classic b&w pics of local music Gods hanging on the wall - Tina, Al, BB,etc.
When you walk in, you're like yeah, looks good..and your date will be like, "So far...I'm not not sleeping with him."
SERVICE: Concisely - Overall, the customers seem to get in the way of - HANGING OUT!
Now our server, Ashley - yeah I call out the names, cause if you don't service doesn't improve, nor does their performance, and eventually our taxes go up to pay their unemployment! Any way she's a sweetie, but kind of dreamy - as in she's in another dimension. She's at your table, but she's never REALLY at your table, if you get what I mean. And if you don't - take more acid!
She brought the wrong dressing over for a salad app, no table maintenance, entree elements left to clutter the table for desert, and dropped the check a WITHOUT A THANK YOU.
A CARDINAL RULE of etiquette - thanking the customer - went down the bowl, but if perhaps, you're working not for tips, but to be admired or to party after the shift I guess good decent service doesn't matter! Give me a fat pimply attentive waitress any day!
When we got up to leave - not one goodbye. We walked out unnoticed like fat girls at a Miami Dolphins Cheerleader try out. Our waitress wasn't around, so no fault there, but maybe one staff could say, "Good evening Folks, thanks." T
The entire, "not too long out of college, but our minds are still in grammar school" staff NEED TO BE MANAGED by an adult - or focused like the Hubble Telescope.
They were all occupied with their DRONE DEVICES, or chitin and chattin among themselves. A beautiful joint staffed by crappy self involved adolescents is not the way to turn a profit Pappy!
FOOD:
Apps: MAC & CHEESE - SUCKS! - It's a "pasta water soup" if anything. M&C should be hot goo under a top of burnt cheese, mac, and/or maybe bread crumbs too. Wrong consistency and little if any cheese taste, probably because IT'S TOO WATERY!
M&C should stick 2 a wall if thrown, this runs right down the sewer - HOPEFULLY! BB King would turn over in his grave over this crap if he wasn't - alive, kicking and singing the blues.
The app of FRIED AVOCADO STUFFED w/ SHRIMP was nice, not great, but visually and conceptually interesting.
My mother's Red Snapper was good, not great. It a was moist, nicely spiced, moderately and balanced, and the fish itself of decent portion.
They're famous for their SHRIMP AND GRITS - and should be, like the movie, ALMOST FAMOUS for them. Being a goomba from Brooklyn I'm not a grits man, but these were great - buttermilk creamy, tight, dryish - liked them alot. Not the usual goop you get down south. They made a tasty bed for the large char-grilled shrimp.
The shrimp need a little more spice and taste, cause all I really got was the char-grillness of it all, but these babies were big, and meaty. Went nice with the red I was drinking
DESERT: CARROT CAKE - SUCKS! Good icing, not enough cream cheese, and the cake was too dense - no air in that baby. It was more like a Carrot VERY Pound Cake. However, the vanilla bean BRULEE was tastey!
OVERALL: I'd skip it. You get hit with NYC prices for NEWARK NJ service and food that didn't rise above good that night.
Actually, you're better off, saving a ton of cash, by having a beer & hamburger at EARNESTINE & HAZELS bar - a REAL joint that once was a bordello to Memphis' music stars!
But in hindsight, the only thing one should ever go to Memphis for is BBQ, BLUES, ELVIS and the righteous REVEREND AL GREEN - but never go to Itta's for the service....at least not right at this moment, in this dimension, where most of that staff most definitely wasn't, read more