Rebecca H.
Yelp
So we finally put pants on and ventured into Worcester's downtown to sample the highly-regarded Deadhorse Hill. There was a bit of a disagreement between my GF and I regarding the name. Deadhorse GRILL was somehow in our heads. It is, in fact, a hill of dead horses instead of a dead horse BBQ.
I was coming off of a night shift and anxiously awaiting 10am to brunch here on a Sunday. As soon as the clock struck 9:45, we ordered that uber and made our way to DHH.
Even at like 10:05, there were a few parties occupying tables and the bartender was actively mixing up dranks and juicing oranges.
The decor and the ambiance is pretty cool, I snapped a couple shots for the gram bc it looks nice enough.
We sat down and perused the brunch menu. They don't have the drink menu online which is savage and clearly I was sleep deprived because I don't remember for the life of me what drinks we ordered. I was hoping that my girlfriend would be able to help me but, no cigar. The only thing she remembers is tequila. I do remember it being very tasty, fruity, and refreshing. I should've ordered another one but I went with variety and sampled their bloody mary. Like most places, I wasn't very fond of it. I really need to stop ordering that shit out.
I did order an oat milk latte for the sake of alertness. It was SPECTACULAR. Absolutely delicious. It was creamy and accompanied by a cute little sugar cube that didn't quite do the trick but I could probably go without less sugar anyway.
I was aggressively debating between the banana foster pancakes with caramelized bananas, candied pecans, and meringue and the egg sandwich without the sausage which comes with avocado, hots, and cheese on an english muffin. Ultimately, I settled on the sandwich because I did work out the day before and my bod could probably benefit from some protein.
My little fiery hot ordered the torta with scrambled eggs, mexican chorizo, and avocado on a massive roll. I saw that their duck fat taters was a side option and because my food-dyslexia mind made me read TOTS instead of taters and holy shit can you imagine how good duck fat TATERS are?
My egg sandwich was literally just a sandwich the size of marginally larger than the diameter of an english muffin and NOTHING ELSE. No side. Nada. This shit set me back $11 which, imo, is a little steep for a sandwich the size of an english muffin. It was voluminous in the way of height, however, so I will give them that. It didn't taste particularly good, either. The egg wasn't scrambled, as I expected for some reason, and the yolk was pretty raw in the middle. I know this is an unpopular opinion, but I'm not fond of raw yolk or even yolk in general, and this grossed me out a bit. The avocado was fine. The cheese was not a particularly well-represented portion of the sandwich. I couldn't even finish it, tbh. Very disappointing.
GF only ate half of her sandwich and had maybe 75% of the remaining portion with what is left still in our fridge (we went approx 5 days ago) so what does that tell you?
The taters, once I got over the disappointment that they weren't TOTS, were the best part of the meal. There was nothing exceptional about them, they were just good.
Overall this place was pretty disappointing.