Scott R.
Yelp
Before anyone accuses me of being a grouchy old guy shaking his fist at the world and yelling at kids to get off his lawn, our annual New Year's morning breakfast at Buffalo Grille did have a few redeeming qualities. Both the pecan coffee and the toasted cinnamon coffee were as excellent as always. The bathrooms were very clean. The ladies who clear off the tables in the dining room were very pleasant and worked very efficiently. My wife's sliced tomatoes were ripe, juicy and flavorful. That's about it. Now, on to the real reason for this review.
My wife ordered poached eggs. They were cooked way past poached to the point of dry hard boiled. Her english muffin was over-toasted to the point of melba toast (as was mine). Dry, hard, crisp, and inedible. My scrambled eggs with cream cheese and chives were dry hard curds that fell apart on the fork. My bacon (if you can call it that) was so over fried that it cracked into little pieces when tapped against the plate. It was dry, salty, peppery, and crunchy. No bueno, Buffalo Grille! But what was more upsetting than all of that is that my wife and I have eaten at Buffalo Grille every New Year's morning over the past 12 years. This year, they changed a longstanding tradition without any prior notice and tried to pass it off as an accident, when it was not. Every year until 2023, at our breakfast, Buffalo Grille had a hot pot of black eyed peas in the dining room in honor of New Years. Not this year. When I asked the cashier why, he said, "hey, we're only human." After we paid, one of the women working the counter whispered that they decided to only have the black eyed peas beginning at lunch. Nice try making a conscious decision sound like an accidental mistake. Finally, everyone knows that restaurant prices have increased over the past year. We get that. But the prices here were exceptionally high. When the cashier told me the total, I almost asked how much our breakfast cost in American dollars.
Every year (yes, even on New Year's morning), there has been a line at the cashier stand that trailed to, and sometimes outside, the front door of the restaurant. This year, not only no long line -- no line at ALL. I wondered why that was the case when we got there. But having ordered, eaten, and consumed a very unsatisfying breakfast at a premium price I know why. We won't be back.