We’ve had a few flip-overs these past few months, so I thought I’d offer up some unfiltered opinions about them.
First, soon-to-come Cheeburger Cheeburger. The presence of this restaurant at the base of the Windsor makes me positively ecstatic that I don’t own there. I’m not just mouthing sour grapes; truly, can you not readily conjure in your minds the Windsor condo crowd cringing at the thought of the smell and the summer-sweaty large crowds a place like this inevitably attracts? Midway movie patrons, fresh from their summer blockbusters and 2-gallon-sized popcorns, downed with a Coke, now have a place to go one more round with food that is generally acknowledged as less-than-life-enhancing. Yum. So it’s not the just the name that I hate, but the very idea of a restaurant devoted to heart-stopping hamburgers. Forest Hills already has enough suicidal middle-brow joints to satisfy even the most die hard food-masochist. Johnny Rocket, Fridays, Santa Fe, Pizzeria Uno, etc….we’re good, thanks, don’t need another. Some may celebrate this one, but I have to wonder why. Oh, and do check the Web site to see the locations of other CCs—you know, if I wanted to live in the suburbs or in an airport terminal…or Kuwait…or in Atlas Park…
Ripe Juice Bar. Most of the reviews I’ve read online have been laudatory so I felt pretty confident in grabbing a wrap plus a smoothie there a few weeks back. Whew! Both were above par. But Ripe is not a place I would frequent because it’s crowded, the tables are very small (they seat 2, 3 max with some fenagaling), and the atmosphere makes me think it’s an extension of the New York Sports Club that is a tofu-cube’s throw away. But the selection is healthful and tasty—and that’s something to celebrate, perhaps with a ginger, beet, celery, carrot smoothie.
Bonfire. I’ve now eaten there 4 or 5 times, and the total package of decently prepared food and nice atmosphere (excepting a brawl I heard about last month) keeps me coming back, and with my kids. The place is really kid-friendly, but not UJs-friendly, where the kids ran roughshod, making it barely tolerable on weekend mornings unless you, too, were there with a kid, desperate for someone else to cook for and serve them, and you your coffee. This is much better, because Bonfire is a hangout that appeals to a wide demographic swath of Forest Hills, so even those of us with kids in tow can glimpse some civility and normalcy. True, it’s a bit pricey, but if you go light on the alcohol, you can emerge from the place with a few bucks left in your wallet.
Bon appetite! The restaurants just keep coming around here, with more on the block within the next few months.
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