

And a thoroughly undistinguished and laughably overpriced wine list.Īt least this was the situation back in April when I dined there prior to "Meistersinger" with a particularly ancient cousin, who was quite happy with the results. The offerings are at best predictable: sodden crab cakes, overcooked fish, rubbery filets and chicken drenched in sauces, boiled-to-death veggies, etc.

Both of these considerations play to the median age of said clientele, which is, to put it politely, advanced. Bear in mind that the majority of their clientele are primarily interested in two things: not being culinarily challenged in the slightest, and convenience.

Kinsey is being generous: the Grand Tier aspires to mediocrity.
