“Do you have an English menu?” I asked.
The waitress stared blankly back at me.
When Eitan posed the same question in Russian, however, the
light bulb clicked on. Our waitress
retreated to the bar and returned with an English menu.
All the usual suspects were on offer, from soups to salads
to pasta, but the burger page caught my eye, in large part due of the unnatural
bun colors.
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| a rainbow of buns |
I opted for the Broadway burger, which came with a regular
bun, and Eitan went for a Greek salad and lentil soup.
When I tried to order, a small problem revealed itself. While the waitress had provided us with an
English menu, she couldn’t speak the language herself. Furthermore, not every menu item had a
corresponding photo, so it wasn’t possible to order by pointing. Eitan had to order everything in Russian, and
had he not been there, I would have been left struggling. It would seem the English menu was only
marginally useful.
As Eitan and I waited for our food and sipped our beer,
excitement bubbled up at a table across the room. About a dozen religious women, their heads
modestly covered with scarves, were celebrating a birthday. After one of the women received a cake, they
positioned themselves for a group photo, the waitress manning the camera.
Throughout the course of their party, Eitan and I watched
numerous elaborate drinks glide by on the waitress’s tray. Alas, they were all mocktails since the
establishment didn’t sell any alcohol beyond beer.
When our food was nearly ready, the waitress returned with
some supplies. She gave Eitan a spoon
and then presented me with a sharper knife and two black latex gloves. These gloves were meant to protect my hands
from any burger leakage, but I wasn’t interested.
As a colleague put it, “What’s next? Gloves for ribs?”
He’s right; it’s a slippery slope indeed.
A man who was sitting on the patio just outside our window made
use of the gloves, and no doubt, he looked peculiar. It was almost as if he had been murdering
someone when he got a hankering for a good burger.
Our food arrived soon after glove-man’s did, and despite a
lack of protective gear, we enjoyed our lunch.
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The bottom line on Broadway Lounge Bar:
Food:
Tasty
Average ü
Bad
Service:
Attentive
Average ü
Lacking
Overall Experience:
Memorable
Enjoyable ü
Passable
Forgettable
Regrettable
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