Mars C.
Yelp
I really wanted to like Kinfolk Southern Kitchen. I mean, the name alone gives you hope. "Kinfolk" and "Southern Kitchen"? Sounds like you're about to get hugged by a biscuit and baptized in gravy. Instead, I left feeling like I'd just eaten at three different airport restaurants at once, none of which specialize in flavor.
Let's start with the biscuits..you only get 2. Totally not missing the mark, because they never found it to begin with. Dry, bland, and cheddar in theory only. If a Popeye's biscuit and a Red Lobster biscuit had a baby and then ignored it emotionally, it would taste like this.
Mac and cheese? I wouldn't even serve it at a potluck I hated. Unseasoned noodles in a vaguely yellow sauce. How do you mess up mac and cheese? It's the Beyoncé of comfort food. This version? Background extra energy.
The oysters were not fresh. I should've known better, but I tried to give them the benefit of the doubt. Never again. Everything else tasted like it was a suggestion of flavor, right down to the broccoli, which was somehow both overcooked and under-loved.
Now, the fries? They slapped. But then again, fries are the default setting of food. If you mess up fries, you probably shouldn't be in food service.
I ordered two cocktails. Neither were available. The kicker? It took a full hour to find that out. First drink? Unavailable. That took 30 minutes. Second drink? Also unavailable. Another 30 minutes. I would've been less thirsty waiting at the DMV. That said, shoutout to our waiter. They actually tried and communicated well. So two stars for them and the fries. The rest? I rebuke it.
And let's talk identity crisis. When I looked around our table, it was like we were each in a different Yelp review. My uncle had fish, mashed potatoes, and broccoli. I had oysters and cheddar biscuits. My friend had brisket. The brisket was not seasoned, not tender, and just painfully average. We were seated at the same table, but we were spiritually in three different restaurants. Southern cuisine? This ain't it. It felt more like Pantry Roulette.
Overall, I don't get the hype. I really don't like the fact that they're banking on the name "Kinfolk Southern Kitchen" to pander to a certain demographic. The vibe feels like someone Googled "Southern food" and said, "Perfect. We'll do everything but flavor."
I give 2 stars for the service and the service alone, otherwise this would be a 1-star restaurant.
Don't let the name fool you. This isn't Southern hospitality. It's Southern confusion.