…was at an Applebee’s. To make things even better the service was also the worst.
My friend wanted to go there so I went along planning to just have a drink and watch him eat.But I ended up ordering the nachos as well as a margarita. In Brooklyn just a few blocks from where the Applebee’s is are about 20 other restaurants which all kick Applebee’s ass. I’d always considered Applebee’s to be on the same level as Chili’s…not very good food but ok if you are desperate to find somewhere to eat.
But there is never a reason to be desperate in a big city like Brooklyn and I just don’t understand the attraction of these mediocre establishments.This one was semi busy with a lot of empty tables and a lot of servers so why it took them 30 minutes to even get us a glass of water and take our order is a mystery.And it is also a mystery why when I ordered a margarita on the rocks what I got was this odd concoction: a heavily salted mini martini glass with an olive! I double checked the drink menu and saw this was indeed in the description,I’d just missed this startling and bizarre ingredient. Margaritas should be either frozen or on the rocks.There is no reason to improve on the basic formula.When done perfectly a “perfect margarita” is a beautiful thing. What I got was salty and strange.
The nachos were big enough to feed four people. I was completely embarrassed to have this trough of food in front of me.And of course they were almost inedible.They were ice cold and the cheese looked and tasted very much like the kind that comes in a can with a spray nozzle.
The middle of the trough was a gross mixture of shredded Iceburg lettuce and sour cream for that extra touch of icky sogginess. The chips were stale and heavily salted. The ground beef(I’d also not seen this on the menu or I really wouldn’t have ordered it because I find ground beef kind of gross unless I cook it myself) was funky. The kind of funky that only means one thing: instant heartburn.
Bad food, bad service, bland, banal decor and babies at neighboring pooping their diapers, so why does this place exist? Why do people go to this place? I can understand it if you are in some remote strip mall with nothing but KFC’s or Mcdonald’s or Taco Bell’s to choose from…but in Brooklyn? ICK.
