Masha G.
Yelp
I guess it's over for my love affair with Kate Leopold. The last time I was here was pre pandemic, and I was really excited that they survived those dark times! I asked to go here with my parents for brunch today and, while I might come back to retry some of the desserts, I would say that the food left a lot to be desired as did the service (though our actual waiter was lovely!)
We came at 10am, and went to check in. There were three people at the check in desk, but they couldn't quite figure out who was in charge and where to seat us. After a few minutes of trying to figure things out, we were sat outside under an umbrella.
My mom had a salad, which she contends was good, and my dad had the spatzle breakfast, which seemed far too heavy and saucy. I decided to order the two soft boiled eggs with bread and a raisin danish, so I could have room for dessert. The danish had exactly 6 raisins and way too much cinnamon for my taste. The eggs were a disaster. First of all, they were hot to the touch and came in their shell, so that was a fun process of trying to take the shells off while not burning myself. But the real disappointment was that they were far from soft boiled. I basically ended up peeling the full shell off and putting them on the (stale) bread with some salt. I'm sorry, but when a kitchen can't manage to soft boil an egg, it's pretty disappointing. I also watched a couple next to us, cut into their poached eggs, which were pretty solidly overcooked.
My coffee was fine, but the Esterhazy dessert was far too sweet. Either my taste has changed, or it just wasn't great today. I would come back and try some other desserts, but this is definitely off my loves list!
Also, as far as service goes, again, while our actual waiter was perfectly nice, and he's the reason this place got more than one star quite simply... the front door staff were less than friendly. There was, what I assume was a general manager, who stopped by our table while we were waiting on dessert and interrupted our conversation (rather unexpectedly) to ask if we were waiting on our check, followed by the front door guy coming over and deconstructing our umbrella and telling us matter of factly, that the sun wouldn't affect us for a while. It was all just disruptive and inconsiderate, which, on top of the overcooked eggs, left a bad taste in my mouth.