It should come as no shock that we are not always the sharpest tools in the shed. Sometimes we get confused, usually when the bill arrives. But we also find restaurants of the same name that feature different menus at their various locations completely confounding.
We're looking at you, Buddakan.
|And Your Little Doughnuts, Too|
They were not. And they were also awful.
|Never Trust a Doughnut with Corners|
So here we are, to try again.
|And We Don't Like to Give Second Chances, So You're Welcome, Buddakan|
As we wait for our doughnuts, we have time to observe the various dates taking up the bar stools. First of all, we decide that all of the dates are instantly horrendous, because if the guy were good, he would have reserved a table. Second of all, we spend most of our time trying to determine which of the couples are already married, and our ring-spotting eventually confirms that the ones who look the most bored are the ones who are betrothed.
|Perhaps They Should Order Some Doughnuts to Spice Things Up|
And these doughnuts, as Marc Summers promised, are much, MUCH better.
|Upscale Doughnut Holes|
|Though Ginger is Naturally All Over Her Candied Cream Cheese|
And so with Buddakan, our day in Philly draws to a close. We calculate that based on our schedule, we consumed a cocktail approximately every two hours -- "a steady flow of alcohol" -- and a Best Thing I Ever Ate dish every 90 minutes. While yes, Philadelphia had its definite moments of "Fail" throughout our day, it certainly had its winning moments as well. And we have therefore determined that Philly, while never completely down for the count, rarely quite reaches the top of the podium either.
Buddakan's Dip Sum Doughnuts: 4 stars