If you haven't seen the New York Times' review of Guy Fieri's new Times Square restaurant on your Facebook feed today ... well, you probably haven't checked Facebook yet. Pete Wells' evisceration of Guy's American Kitchen & Bar is generating more than a little buzz, and for good reason. It's a scathing takedown of a high-profile chef, and it proves the English language is still delightfully alive. Some of the choicest lines, including the review's opener:
- "Guy Fieri, have you eaten at your new restaurant in Times Square?"
- "What exactly about a small salad with four or five miniature croutons makes Guy’s Famous Big Bite Caesar (a) big (b) famous or (c) Guy’s, in any meaningful sense?"
- "Were you struck by how very far from awesome the Awesome Pretzel Chicken Tenders are? Did you discern any buttermilk or brine in the white meat, or did you think it tasted like chewy air?"
- "Why is one of the few things on your menu that can be eaten without fear or regret—a lunch-only sandwich of chopped soy-glazed pork with coleslaw and cucumbers—called a Roasted Pork Bahn Mi, when it resembles that item about as much as you resemble Emily Dickinson?"
- "When you hung that sign by the entrance that says, WELCOME TO FLAVOR TOWN!, were you just messing with our heads?"
- "And when we hear the words Donkey Sauce, which part of the donkey are we supposed to think about?"
- "SERVICE: The well-meaning staff seems to realize that this is not a real restaurant."
The thing is, pretty much every line is priceless. The review deserves to be read in its entirety