Before I even took a look at the menu at PJ Clarke’s (915 3rd Avenue, New York), I went to check out the restrooms. Someone had told me I should, and they were right. It was odd and very saloon-like.
I sat down, and while people overran the bar area, the dining area wasn’t anywhere near as full. I order their burger with cheese and decide not to go “The Cadillac” route (bacon & cheese).
Onions, though, are a different thing. The sides are a la carte (aka ordered separately). Instead of ordering the fries, which were the obvious choice, I ordered the mashed potatoes w/ gravy.
The mashed potatoes were very creamy and buttery. The turkey gravy served with it does it no justice. The potatoes stood well on their own.
Just as I was being served my burger, I saw someone at another table receiving their french fry order. The fries are served in a cylinder, and they seemed to have really enjoyed their fries.
So, I’m served the burger, and my first thought is: Wow, this is a small burger!
It was obviously a freshly-ground burger, and while good, I didn’t find anything particularly special about it. I expected a little more, but hey, that’s me.
