It's been a while since we scoured the Westgate area for restaurants. It seems that most of the restaurants in Westgate have closed down. There's a restaurant there that we haven't tried yet. It's called The Carvery, they serve roast beef. I was very skeptical upon reaching the restaurant because it was a little past noon and the place was empty. Oh my, should we even try?
We pressed on, just to see if they were any good. It was a slow Saturday after all. Most restaurants in Westgate were devoid of customers. Hmmmmm.... ghost town?
Moving on. Hubby and I shared a Caeesar's Salad with a slice of roastbeef, cooked medium rare. I liked the roast beef very much. Tender and juicy. The salad itself is very ordinary and they didn't even bother to cut off the yellowed ends of the romaine lettuce.
Hubby ordered the Prime Rib, which he finished in five minutes flat. Hubby enjoyed it very much, obviously. It was very tender and cooked perfectly. The side of corn looked very dry though and seamed like it was sitting in the fridge for days.
I on the other hand, ordered a Roast Beef Sandwich with mozzarella, pesto and roasted peppers. It was nicely presented, as you can see from the photo below. The filling was good, the roast beef was tender and cooked perfectly. However, the whole wheat bread that they used were hard as rocks, and I kept taking off hardened portions (only a small portion of the bread was left). Totally ruined a perfectly good sandwich. Obviously, the bread wasn't freshly baked and was probably sitting in their cupboard for days.
The lowdown? The roast beef was good, I admit. Everything else was just so so. The coleslaw that came with my sandwich tasted old, if that makes sense at all. Hubby loves colesalw but after taking a bite, he set it aside and never touched it again.
The chips were very oily and the mayonnaise was not the best kind. I have a thing about a particular brand of butter and mayonnaise. I just can't stand them, specially if I am paying.
The cherry tomato on top of my sandwich was probably a hundred years old, it was dry and wrinkly. Just like me, ha ha ha! I needn't be reminded that I'm pushing 40!
The waiters knew I wasn't happy with my meal and asked me what's wrong. I told them that the bread was stale and hard. The waiter just told me that they toasted it too long in the toaster. Riiiiight. You can't fool me. The bread was S-T-A-L-E. They should have offered me an apology and a replacement for my sandwich or something. They saw me taking pictures of the food. Hello, I could be a famous blogger or food columnist.
They're just lucky that I am not, bwa ha ha ha! :-)
Seriously though, when you see an empty restaurant, during lunch time, on a weekend, trust your gut and spend your money elsewhere.