REVIEW: Granville Cafe, Burbank
Before we begin the review, those of you who did not grow up speaking Yiddish with friends' parents and grandparents need to learn an important vocabulary word that is the theme of today's review: "ongepotchket", pronounced "UNN-guh-PAHTSH-kit". It means "overwrought". When applied to home decor, ongepotchket means overdone to the point of being ugly. When applied to food, though, it refers to something that has just too much stuff in it to be good.
Granville, which is lauded as one of the best restaurants in Burbank, has ongepotchkette food. It would be sublime if they dialled it back JUST a little.
Case in point: my wife and daughter and I went for a late lunch today. I ordered the Uptown Mac & Cheese ($12.95) and a cup of the soup of the day, which was ribeye stew ($3.95). My wife ordered a chipotle chicken club sandwich and sweet potato fries ($10.95).
The stew was very good -- the cup was what I would consider a bowl, with a lot of very good ribeye in it, a cipollino onion, baby carrots and celery in a wine-rich broth. A scoop of mashed potatoes floats on top, a nice nod to the usual potato chunks in a beef stew. It comes with onion flatbread, which is excellent. The problem is that someone decided they had to amp what would be a fantastic stew up with a dollop of Point Reyes bleu cheese. So I'm munching my way through the stew, very happily, and all of a sudden I'm assaulted by the unexpected tang of bleu cheese. Too much, and the taste lingered. Ongepotchket!
The Uptown Mac 'N Cheese contains macaroni, cheese sauce, chicken, peas and asparagus, which is then covered with bread crumbs and run (I assume) under the salamander to brown the top. Given the perfect marriage between the velvety cheese sauce and the wider-than-normal macaroni, this would be a contender for Best Mac 'N Cheese in the city... so perfect that when I cut a noodle in half to feed my daughter, that fantastic sauce bubbled out both eneds. But the chicken was rubbed with some bizarre spice and grilled to charred edges. It overpowered the taste of the mac 'n cheese and the nice green hits from the vegetables. Ongepotchket!
My wife's sandwich was a fantastic-looking club on a very nice-looking ciabatta roll. The same chicken as in my mac 'n cheese was there and worked well with peppered bacon, the various veggies, and the aioli... but that chipotle provided too much heat, so that bites with less chipotle felt insipid. Ongepotchket again.
And then we have the sweet potato fries. I'm convinced that frying is the worst possible preparation for sweet potatoes there is (pie would be the best, with roasted on charcoal being a close second) -- but normally they're pretty innocuous things. The fries were coated in chiffonaded parsley, though, and it lent a slightly bitter taste to shockingly sweet fries. Yep, ongepotchket.
They have a Pinot Grigio on the menu, and I don't remember which, that tastes like Squirt soda. Don't do it.
Service is generally good but they do suffer from the usual issue of trying and failing to pay for the food you've consumed -- it took longer to flag down the waiter to get the bill paid than it did to order and receive the food. A note: at weekday lunch, you order at the counter and seat yourself, à la Corner Bakery, and the food is brought to you. All other times, it's normal table service.
The food would be worth driving for if they would just dial back the weird, creative additions -- and "creative" is not a compliment here. I'm willing to order things customised to skip it, but it means each new dish is a disappointment until I figure out how to get rid of the ongepotchketkeit.
121 N San Fernando Blvd, Burbank, CA 91502
Funny you should use that term in describing your meal, because while the term Ongepotchket is one I am not familiar with, I must say that when I went on their website and saw pictures of the place, that is exactly the sentiment I had. Everything looked a bit overwrought, like cluttered for no particular reason, other than one or two more of something cannot be all bad! Well, apparently it can!
No kidding! Check this out from the menu:
Not for the faint of heart! Premium Pastrami slices layered with Roasted Poblano Peppers, Sun-Dried Tomatoes, Red Onions and melted Swiss Cheese, with our Kalamata Tapenade and Garlic Aioli.
Granville’s Chicken & Blue Pizza Trust us on this one! Herbed All-Natural Chicken and Point Reyes Blue Cheese with Granville’s Fig Preserve, Fontina & Mozzarella Cheeses, Prosciutto, Red Onions, Basil, Herbs and Pine Nuts.
A pastrami sandwich is not complete without poblano chilies, sun dried tomatoes, tapenade, aioli and much, much more.
The pizza with chicken, blue cheese, fig preserves, proscuitto, pine nuts and much, much more.
A lesson for chefs ...
I went there for a happy hour one early evening to catch up with a friend...instead of catching up with eachother, we spent the whole time trying to figure out what was wrong with each thing we had ordered.
I had heard so many people talking about this place (I kept an opened mind since there people are alos the types to discuss the best Lean Cuisines so I knew their flavor spectrum is a bit off)...ugg.
We ordered our drinks. My Mojito was the WORST "thing" I had ever had...even with 3 limp pieces of mint, you could still taste the fake Christmasy-mint-flavor stuff that had been addded to the drink. Now, I like to drink, and could have easily polished of 2 Mojitos in the time that we were there, but I couldn't get through half of it.
We ordered some lobster salad thing...Sh!t! It was as if they had poured a glob of honey on it and added some more sugar to it for good diabetic-coma-inducing measure. Between the sweetness of the mojito and the overly sugared salad, I thought it couldn't get worse.
We ordered the sweet potato fries hoping to get a little savory action...nope! MORE sugar. The texture was the strangest texture...eek. I heard so many people talking about these, but then again, they are the types that are always craving crap...bless their hearts.
Anyway, we spent most of the time wishing that we had gone across the street to Chadaka for something fresh.
The decor of Granville is a hoot. What the hell. It was almost unsettling. But the majority of people really appear to like it and it was packed when we left.
It's definitely a great place for sugar-loving super-size-me type people.
On a good note, the service was pleasant and there was some great people watching to be had.
I didn't notice the sugar, to be honest -- I ate all savoury stuff and had a glass of wine which theoretically came from a bottle -- but I have to say, ordering sweet potato fries in the hopes of something non-sweet seems a bit counterintuitive. Their herbed potato chips are pretty good, though.
That's too bad. I have only been for happy hour and thought the mac n cheese (not the same as the one Das had) was very good. From the Happy Hour menu, we loved the sweet potato fries (cooked well done). Hummus is something we decided we could do without. Hamburger was deemed good. Tacos okay. Can't remember what else we have tried. We always get beer (Blue Moon for me) so have not had any of their mixed drinks or wine. We have always gone away happy.
I tried this restaurant yesterday. It's a nice enough
I tried the Turkey Cranberry Sandwich. It was one of
the worst sandwiches I've ever had. It had very little
turkey on it. The so called garlic aioli tasted like
Best Foods mayonnaise (you should really make clear
that it's mayo on your menu) and the bread was
basically large slices of white bread. A really awful
Put at least more meat on the sandwich than Subway
does (there should be more turkey on it than bread).
When I bite into it I should taste turkey, not bread.
Use real caramelized garlic cloves as a spread (lose
that mayo stuff it's disgusting) and get some real
whole grain wheat bread. Something with some taste.
The sliced brioche taste like plain wonder bread and
sliced much too thick.
With such a nice place I guess I expected more than
just a turkey sandwich on white bread with mayo. It
A dissapointed patron.