Queens Comfort seemed like a great option to get this night started. I had been a couple of times before, but only for brunch. The first time I went: meh. They must have been having an off day. The second time I went: passionate love affair with bechamel and eggs. And this Fat Tuesday dinner visit was the icing on the deep fried, salt laden cake.
After a wonderfully productive flow class with Esther at Anthea Yoga, I trekked over to 41st St and 30th Ave to undo all of my hard work. My two accomplices last night were Lou and Lars. Equipped with red wine, PBR and Hennessy (we left Lou to his own devices) we were ready to light the night on fire, and chow on some hella good grub in the mean time! BYOB! YOLO! 4EVR!
The thing to recognize about the dinner menu at Queens Comfort is that this is southern comfort food wearing skinny jeans and flannel. The details are in the carefully thought out chutneys, aiolis and decadent house made condiments. Short ribs are added to favorites like mac n' cheese. They have plenty of funky vegetarian/vegan options. The waiters listen to better music than you. It's playful, it's cheap, and it's tasty. And did I mention that it's BYOB?! It's a Hipster Heaven in there. We were entertained with vintage Chuck Norris movies that were projected on the white wall in the back. Like seriously, Dashboard Confessional could have started their band because of this place. Is that even a valid reference anymore? Eh, whatever.
I settled on the Meatloaf Sandwich with white cheddar, smokey ketchup and batter fried onion rings with a side salad ($12). At first, I thought it looked a little smallish, but in the end, it was the perfect size. The meatloaf was juicy and salty. The ketchup was delicious, and not at all overpowering. I do wish the onion rings had been a little crispier, but if that's my only complaint, this sandwich wins. The salad was well dressed too and I didn't even miss the tots (okay, maybe I missed the tots a little bit).
NOTE: Check out the sh*tty quality on this first pic. Thanks for nothing iPhone 4S. Lou helped me out by taking the rest of the photos with his fancy new iPhone 5. Might be time for an upgrade folks.
Lars ordered the Pig Mac ($12), a fried pork tenderloin sandwich, which was a delight to try. First of all, check out the size of this thing! If this thing went out in public wearing that bun, it would get cited for indecent exposure. The bread and butter pickles on this thing were insane - awesome crunch factor. The chipotle mayo was a great spicy touch too. Lars got fries, because he is not a girl. He said the pork was a little bland but he loved the pickles and sauce. I tried the sandwich and thought the flavor was great. The pork could have been a bit more moist, but I thought it was baller all the same.
Then there was Lou. You can always count on Lou to not F@!& around when it comes to ordering a meal. Lou decided on the Capn' Crunch Chicken Fingers ($9) and the Fried Green Tomatoes with the Lemon Pepper Ranch Dipping Sauce ($7). Holy hell those Capn' Crunch fingers were salty, sweet and totally CRAY. It came with a maple pepper dipping sauce that was super complex considering it was accompanying what looked like a child's snack. The whole plate was littered in a dusting of Capn' Crunch as though the iconic cereal mascot had shook his sugary dandruff across the dish. These were so moist, and just boombastic. The fried green tomatoes are always bomb here, though I think the dipping sauce could benefit from a thicker consistency.
At the end of the meal we had all benefited* greatly (*not an accurate statement) from the BYOB offerings and made grand plans to go back to our apartment and watch the Westminster Dog Show. Alright, so maybe I cried a little when the Springer Spaniel didn't win the Sporting Group. Doesn't matter, that's besides the point. We know that OUR Sporting Group* (*beer sports) won the night overall! Best in shooowwwww, y'all!
THE DAMAGE: $43.60 for all three of us! That's less than $20 per person with tip. Woohhoo! (and also BYOB!!????!!!!)
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