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Breakfast Review
Teri and I went to breakfast this morning (Sebastian was with her mother). We couldn't decide where to go, so we finally ended up trying a new place: Yolks.
It has been there for a couple of years at least; the location was previously a Newport Creamery, but the filthiest Newport Creamery in the whole chain. Perhaps that's why we hadn't tried it before.
After we came home, I wrote the following review. It should go up in a week, if the site administrators don't block it.
It has been there for a couple of years at least; the location was previously a Newport Creamery, but the filthiest Newport Creamery in the whole chain. Perhaps that's why we hadn't tried it before.
After we came home, I wrote the following review. It should go up in a week, if the site administrators don't block it.
Yolks - Restaurantica
A disaster. The host/busboy was friendly and polite, but he was wearing an armless shirt; a full view of hairy armpits is NOT the best way to start your breakfast.
The decaf was tolerable but not great. I'd give it a "4" at best. The waitress didn't ask if we wanted refills until we were ready to leave (we said “no”). Much of the rest of the food was inedible.
The Italian toast (a local specialty) was simply supermarket "Italian" bread (i.e. regular white bread with sesame seeds on top) toasted and buttered AFTER it had cooled so much that the butter didn’t melt.
The home fries were unpleasant. They were cooked well enough, but there was something odd-tasting about them. Heavy salting made it possible to eat about a third of the amount provided.
The corned beef hash was simply vile. I was once hospitalized with food poisoning from bad corned beef hash (at the otherwise good Coffee and Cream in North Smithfield, RI), but this tasted worse than that poisoned hash. The consistency was bizarre, more like pudding than anything else. And the flavor was horribly wrong. I ate one bite and knew that it was my last. My wife tasted it too, and said it tasted as if they'd put bad sausages in a blender on puree.
My wife's eggs benedict were overcooked. The ice water was fine. And that's about it. The cost was $12 and change, not counting tip.
I have to say that if you're looking for a good breakfast in the area you'd be far better off at the Bellingham Palace, which is about an eight-minute drive from Yolks.
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It would seem that the corned beef hash was actually supposed to be that way; the difference is so extreme as to hardly be possible to be unintentional.
The place sounds pretty horrific, actually.
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Italian toast is like "New York-style wieners", dynamites, and stuffies; Rhode Island cuisine. As such, you can find the real thing or ersatz.
At too many places Italian toast isn't anything special; just toast made out of Italian bread. But at the Bellingham Palace (I'll take you there sometime, if you'd like) it's made out of huge, long triangular pieces of real Italian bread - slices about ten inches long, at a guess. The bread is grilled and "pressed", possibly with butter (or maybe it's buttered after), and it tastes fantastic. A breakfast of Italian toast, corned beef hash, and home fries at Bellingham Palace is as good as that sort of thing can get.
Perhaps the consistency was intentional, but the taste couldn't have been. Something was horribly wrong with that hash, and the only way it could have been intentional would be if the so-called chef was trying to kill people.