Tim O.
Yelp
I don't go on ski trips to be a food critic but this place would benefit from the feedback, especially considering that the chef is apparently James Beard/Michelin recognized, and now my stomach hurts.
I ordered the steak fingers and fried oysters to start. Fried oysters were awful. Slimy, mushy, with a sickening aftertaste. The dish was removed and comped without hesitation. Steak fingers were much better. In the realm of ski-town elevated pub fare, an okay offering.
The main course was the "Braised Prime Beef Brisket" which, on the receipt, is actually called the "Whiskey Wash Brisket." If I had known this, I never would have risked it. It's brisket, and a hearty portion of brisket at that, submerged in an alcohol-forward, salty, syrupy wash.
My guess is that the "wash" part of the braising process, when not performed carefully, will result in a dish overpowered by the scent of brown liquor. To be clear: I could not inhale deeply over the plate without coughing due to what I can only assume were alcohol fumes.
I suppose that this *can* work, but from the perspective of someone who actually ate it, what I received was offensive to the nostrils and tastebuds. The meat was tender, but the sauce was so salty and sweet and yuck that I was trying to dab it off before each bite. Imagine Subway's sweet onion teriyaki sauce mixed with ... whiskey ... with a little rendered beef fat and a lot of extra salt. I think I've drunk 40 ounces of water since I started writing this review.
If I complained twice at the restaurant, I'd be a Karen looking for free stuff. Now, maybe there is a chance someone will see this and take a look. Simple idea: take the fried oysters off the menu, then serve the whiskey wash to every employee and start by assessing if everyone can stomach it. I barely could.