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December 28, 2008
The Crappy Quality of Forest City Ratner Cafe
Daily Gotham
By Mole333
Mole333 takes his son the Brooklyn Children's Museum, and the child has a wonderful time. Then it comes time to eat. The museum's café is chosen. The results were not so pleasing.
The hot dog was just this side of soggy. The pizza was horrible. It was the kind of artificial tasting crust with metallic tasting sauce and cheese that looked like softened plastic that I despise. I am very tolerant of pizza. With pizza and with turkey and stuffing dinners I like even mediocre versions...even kind of liked the versions served in my college cafeteria, though with a degree of masochism, I suppose. The Children's museum cafe pizza was the second worst I have ever, ever had. I found myself thankful that it was so tiny. I had subsidiary food for Jacob (mango, nuts, cereal bars) that he was happy to eat. But I just went hungry rather than get anything else from the cafe. Most of the other people in the cafe seemed unenthusiastic about their food as well, though that could just have been the fact that everyone was dealing with hungry kids.
Then, finally, on exiting, a final stomach-churning discovery is made.
As I was leaving, I saw the name of the cafe. It explained everything. Had I seen it at the start I would have skipped it and tried pretty much anything else in the neighborhood. The horrible cafe with hot dogs even my hot dog loving son wasn't keen on and pizza even pizza loving mole333 could barely stomach was the "Forest City Ratner Cafe."
Bruce Ratner offering the community substandard goods is something I have come to expect. If only I had known in advance I would have known to avoid the place like the plague.
This item them ends with a helpful suggestion list of four food establishments within a short walk of the museum, all without the appetite-suppressing name "Forest City Ratner".
Posted by steve at December 28, 2008 8:47 AM