First off let me preface my review with an understanding that my rating is based on the amount of money spent and the quality. For example, 200 for a dinner, it should be Michelin star dining, Ninety Acres was not.
As we sat down for the bring me food option, at 7:35 p.m., we were excited, close to the kitchen in a farm-to-table restaurant, there was potential. We decided to get the wine pairing and explained to the server my wife could not have ANY dairy products. Shortly after the server brought us glasses and a nice champagne, explaining it was to go with our next two dishes. As the next 30 mins slowly passed we began to wonder if we could maybe get some olives, bread, something? We understood that it was not in our best interest to fill up before the meal, but we were hungry and our champagne was getting to room temperature. As our scallop and flower petal broth arrived we breathed a sign of relief. However as I was eating the broth I could help to wonder if it was meant to be cold/room temperature.
The next dish of green pickled strawberries and Capicola ham arrived after about an hour of us sitting down. The strawberries were quite overpowering with vinegar and although I saw they were trying to balance the very salty coppa, it was a bit underwhelming for me.
Our server now poured a glass of rosé from providence? sorry, where is the wine from? Ax in province? Oh...Aix-en-Provence....a connoisseur of wine she was not. The asparagus, morel mushroom, cured ham and egg was sprinkled with black garlic and provolone, a decent dish with a few elegant touches and if it wasn't for the light dusting of provolone on my wife's plate (no dairy) I might have been pleased with the dish. Another point of frustration is when I pointed this out, the server began to argue "no that is the covering of the yolk" and " the chef was extra careful", I saw white shavings and tasted cheese on her plate, maybe I was wrong, maybe not, but again for the price the only answer is....I will bring you a new one immediately sir, my apologies.
As the service dragged on, at this point it is an hour and a half in and we were just told we have another four plates coming. The wine began to arrive a bit closer to the food, thankfully, and the next fish course of porgy was again decent. Would have liked a better execution of the crispy skin and maybe more than a accent of that piñon butter, also call me old fashioned but a hint of citrus with the fish would have really brightened things up.
As our server poured a glass of Macedonian red wine, we knew meat was coming for the third dish. The wine was acidic, with no body nor structure. A clean finish though, so we thought maybe something gamey or lamb. It was lamb, very rare lamb, which is a bit off-putting. Medium rare lamb chops with salt and rosemary are my favorite, but these were too undercooked and sauced, any sauce coating a lamb chop is a travesty in my opinion.
My wife is now almost sleeping as we are almost three hours into the dinner, the kitchen has now closed and it seems the one light in the back must be the pastry chef preparing our cheese plate. The farm must produce caraway seeds as they doubled down on the caraway for this one, aged caraway cheese with a caraway chip was a bit too much caraway for me. The honey cheese combo was nice, but it was a one note Symphony. Caraway. How about some chevre, manchego, brie, something with seasonal strawberries.
It's now almost 11 at night, we ask for the check before the dessert comes, tables that arrived hours after us have now synced up with us and everyone is now getting dessert. A scoop of what looks like ice cream, but is actually cheese cake with key lime accents is our final farewell to a long and disappointing meal service. As we finish our Riesling and sign the check, the waitress says "Hope you enjoyed your birthday" to my mother as she thanks her on our way out. Now let me say something here about birthdays, a restaurant that prides themselves on freshness and authenticity should be able to provide a unique something to someone on their birthday a little cake, chocolates, a glass of Port.......anything. A very disappointing gesture.
In closing, if you are considering spending this kind of money on a nice dinner, go to Jockey Hollow or NYC. There is a serious issue with execution and creativity for it to be worth your money. If however, you want a drink and a pizza, then this might be the place for you. read more