Saturday, December 12, 2009
I've now been to SOUTHWARK (701 S. 4th Street) twice for brunch, and more importantly cocktails, as they pride themselves with serving popular drinks from the 50's & 60's, the kind the boys from Mad Men indulge in every afternoon.
The first brunch was very disappointing, I ordered something akin to a chicken croquet without the flavor and very little substance. I left starving! The second brunch redeemed itself in taste; I ordered the Creamed Chipped Beef on English muffins with sunny side up eggs. However, other than the lovely lemon herb dressing drizzled over the garnish of greens, it was no better than the Creamed Chipped Beef served at the South Street Diner, just double the cost.
But I don't wish to sound crass, I'm the first person willing to pay for atmosphere and service, both of which is pleasing at Southwark. In fact, by coincidence, both brunch experiences took place in the late afternoon, allowing us private dining in the greenhouse - very conducive to long, deep, philosophical discussions.
And what would certainly not be served at South St. Diner was my dessert - ice cream made of the Pennsylvania indigenous fruit, Paw Paw, tastes like butterscotch!
Now when you pick a pawpaw Or a prickly pear And you prick a raw paw , Well, next time beware Don't pick the prickly pear by the paw When you pick a pear try to use the claw /But you don't need to use the claw When you pick a pear of the big pawpaw Have I given you a clue? Golly, thanks, Baloo.
For a good review of dinner at Southwark, check out Messy and Picky a great food blog I like to follow.