Mark and I ate at The Miller Tavern yesterday...and there is something that always, ALWAYS boggles my mind about restaurants, and they seem to be these steak joints...why, WHY do you always have a "SPECIALS" menu that is exactly the same as the regular menu. Prices are the same too.
quesadilla's, quesadilla's...tenderloin, tenderloin. I think it shows a lackof creativity in the kitchen.
Enough of that, here is my review:
After a bad start, trying to find parking in their oh-so small parking lot...we managed to score a table on their talked about summer patio. One of the nicer ones in the city. It was packed with white collar soldiers after a hard days of work (I will assume it was a hard one considering the amount of alkie at some tables..oh, and the breaking of glasses).
The service was not too bad. But also nothing to remember. For a joint like that, I expected our server to ask if we wanted water, but she didn't. Heck, it is summer day afterall. Jerk quesadilla's are nothing great...in fact, the exotic menu description tasted a lot better.
Mark and I both ordered beef tenderloin...med-rare (more on the rare side)...it was med-well done...more on the well done side. But I was starving, so I scarfed it down anyway. It wasn't bad. My potatoes were lumpy (but that is the way I like them), and Mark's potato fritter's were perfect.
It was an expensive dinner...Would I go back?...um, er, um...
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