I want to explain from start to finish what occurred while visiting Brooklyn and going into this restaurant so no one gets the wrong idea that i had it out for this place. Mind you i had no idea about this restaurant prior to going. I always try to check out black owned spots when going some place new. I haven't been to Williamsburg in some time so i googled "black owned" restaurants in bk and this spot polled up. Open time was 11am. I got there 10 min prior so walked down Graham. Found the neighborhood lacking character and charm. It was a mixture of newly renovated condos and apartments on one block and the hood on another but i was there for the food so i went in and was greeted by a white guy. I noticed an only white staff so naturally if the website says black owned i want to know where the blacks are, considering the whole point in the development of black owned businesses was to open up economic opportunities for blacks so that meant giving jobs to low skilled blacks that couldn't find work elsewhere due to discrimination and prejudice being imposed on our people. This still happens so i was surprised that the manager had no black faces working for them. Anyway. I was seated next to a open front room window, that had a cold breeze so eventually my waiter "black guy" pops out from the back, wearing dreds so i thought "ok, i guess they hired one" he wasnt overly pleasant, nor rude. Just acted like he could be doing something better, and this perception manifested after he sat me down in another area, then i politely asked him if the establishment was black owned and he immediately, without hesitation said yes. I ordered a drink and had my meal ready to order by the time he reappeared. He took the order and i never saw him again. Maybe he went on his break, 30 min after store opening. Who knows but now i found myself sitting there wondering who should i order my second drink to. There was another waiter that took a table of 4 across from me but he seemed only to pay attention to that table and didnt acknowledge that i was just twirling my thumb with two empty plates. I ordered the benedict (good) hash was really tasty, with a plate of biscuits and gravy (gravy could be better). Overall the food i will give a 7.5 out of 10. Atmosphere i give a 8.5 ( the flooring reminded me of old victorian era log cabin. Just a charming spot but the staff all were neglectful. I waited for 10 min them decided to put my alarm and set it for another 10 min and if no one came i said i would not tip. Of course no one showed back up so i had to get out my seat and walk over to someone and they seemed busy but said they would get it for me, without asking me who my waiter was. I had assumed i must have offended the only black guy working im a "black owned" restaurant so he never came back out so now im trying to keep my cool and after no one showed up to give me the check, i decided to grab my belongings and walk up to the bar. Thats when i got the most passive aggressive and nonchalant response from the people working at the front. They didn't ask what table i was seated at. They all seemed to act oblivious that i had been ignored for almost 30 min but also seemed eager to get me out of the place so they started ingratiating the matter by acting overly polite, yet aggressive at the same time. When you work with these kind of people you understand this benign fakeness way of behaving. Basically to say, "we don't want you here and but yes we will still take your money". Im a Harlem native and go frequently to black owned and never have i been ignored and treated like my money or myself wasnt welcomed. It was typical situation if i had walked in lets say a french or Italian spot downtown i would expect that kind of service but not at a black owned. I reasoned that the money is starting to matter more to small business so they are loosing their character and personality by trying to appeal to a wider clientele. So that means, under-representing black people and hiring the most out of touch, college yuppies, that take the black out of a spot that is suppose to maintain its blackness, if not through the food, by the service that one gets and the feeling that you just left grandma's spot when you leave. I could have wasted my $35 in harlem for all of that. The food wasnt even hot. It was room temp which means it was probably sitting there for a while before someone thought to pick it up. Bad service. Ok food. If you want to keep your black guest please find people who know how to cook it. It really is not a black owned if there is no blackness to the place. read more