This road-side port-o-let goes down in history as one of the five worst places I have ever eaten. Although skeptical, I was convinced by friends (who needs enemies?) to attend brunch at Riverside. Um, ""Riverside?"" Does the name come from the fact that most items on its menu appear to be found on a dirty river bank? The brunch offering consisted of random ""latin"" culinary experiments gone astray---most under a slimy veil of imitation American cheese. The topper is the ""dessert"" selection. What this really means is that the kitchen staff took time to unwrap the Aldi-quality snackcakes before lumping them into a wicker basket lined with a cheap paper napkin. Is this brunch, or snacktime at a juvenile lockdown?
Pros: best choice for artists who haven't suffered enough in life
Cons: Where do I start?
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