I am still undecided about my feelings about HK. It is close to my apartment in Hell’s Kitchen, so I find myself there on occasion. It feels a bit like a place with an identify crisis. At times it’s a cafe, at times it’s a club, at times it’s a trendy restaurant, at times it’s a gay club. No matter what it is, with garage door sides and a large leather curtain that you enter through, it always has a cool look. I have had great drinks there, amazing appetizers and lousy meals (in the same sitting), some decent lunches, and some very long wait times.
We went there for brunch and it left me with a bit of indecision still as to whether or not I actually LIKE this place.
My cousin ordered the belgian waffles. These were well cooked and delicious. In my opinion, it’s a bit hard to get a belgian waffle really WRONG… they are just hard to find in a lot of places. This one was fine, but it was no Wafels and Dinges (but really… what is?).
2 omelets were also ordered. Both seemed well cooked, but again, not special.
I got the poached eggs with red wine sauce over wild mushroom asparagus hash. This was… weird. Very tasty but the execution was all wrong. First, when I think hash, I don’t think soup. This was soup with a pile of veggies, a poached egg, and some red wine cabbage on top. Delicious soup and vegetables mind you, but still soup. When you open a poached egg, you want the yolk to run into a delicious sauce that is absorbed by great ingredients. When I broke this open, it was like someone threw yolk into soup. Because it was soup. I’m still confused.
Overall… I’m confused. I don’t know how else to put it. This wasn’t as our bad as our entrees last time, but wasn’t nearly as good as the tuna tartar app.
Total Nom Points: 6 out of 10
