Suburban excursions are not always blissful. I couldn’t bear attempting a Swedish meatball combo plate at a busier-than-expected Ikea on Martin Luther King Day. I know better than to patronize the always under stocked Elizabeth, NJ location and don’t even want to ponder the potential beastliness of the soon-to-open walking distance Red Hook branch. Part of me even hopes the neighborhood Trader Joe’s never happens.
Breakfast for lunch (no, not brunch) at Staten Island’s IHOP (contrary to popular belief, there are IHOPS in NYC, six in total randomly scattered throughout four boroughs) was far less life changing than I’d hoped for.
The commercials always entice me with fluff, sweetness and starchy goodness but my stuffed french toast was a waste of fat and calories. The syrupy strawberries were sweet and that’s where all flavor ceased to exist. I don’t know how it’s possible to make grilled egg-coated bread and cream cheese filling taste like chewy nothingness but they did it. I requested no whipped cream and I don’t imagine the non-dairy spray topping could’ve helped matters any.
The eggs and bacon that made up the Stuffed French Toast Combo (I have enough making my mouth say Sammie—there’s no way I’m ordering the Rooty Tooty Fresh ‘n Fruity) were adequate (more like adequite, if you ask me) yet the hash browns fell into the potatoes stripped of all potato-ness category.
I was more interested in the disproportionately Italian desserts being advertised. I can’t imagine all menus in the U.S. have tartufo, spumoni, cannoli and neopolitan ice cream. There’s no mention of any of these treats on their website. I guess if Brooklyn Applebee’s can serve Cakeman Raven red velvet cake, the Staten Island IHOP shouldn’t shy away from micro-regional tastes either. I would definitely take the red velvet cake over any of IHOP’s goodies, though in my opinion blue velvet cake is prettier in its garishness.
IHOP * 935 Richmond Ave., Staten Island, NY
I went to this IHOP ages ago with Sherri and Skippy. I didn't even care if it was good. I was just so excited to see an IHOP. Now, where's a Denny's?
Posted by: Heather | January 31, 2008 at 06:10 PM
Heather: It was actually exciting. The best part were the photos of the owner plastering the entire waiting area. There's a giant portrait of the guy in karate outfit, then I turned my head and saw him in person with a pompadour like Kim Jong-il's. I couldn't help but notice there's a karate school on one side of the IHOP and a hibachi place on the other. I'm assuming all are owned by the same man. The closest Denny's to south Brooklyn is in Avenel, NJ--Moons Over My Hammy are only 17 miles away!
Posted by: Krista | January 31, 2008 at 06:44 PM