Yesterday began Philadelphia’s restaurant week and being the amateur foodies that we are. My brother and I like to go to at least one restaurant. We’d go to more if we had the cash but that’s life currently.
This year, we weren’t too happy with our choice. I booked us at Graces Trading Company. And if that name sounds familiar, yes, it’s one of the restaurants that Iron Chef Jose Graces has. Basically, I picked it because it was within walking distance of the train station and he’s an iron chef. I had never been to one of the restaurants that are owned by the Iron Chefs. Not even Wolfgang Puck and his restaurants are practically everywhere. So, I was expecting an experience.
I liked the location. It was in a part of Philly I am fairly familiar with and we didn’t get very lost. The atmosphere and decorum were also rather nice. Though, I didn’t particularly like where we were seated. We were put at a small two seat table that was tucked in a corner. I understand it was busy because it was the first day of Restaurant Week but I’m a big girl and it was a bit uncomfortable. I kept feeling I had to scoot in more and more because I was bothering the people that sat behind us. They didn’t say anything. It was all thoughts in my paranoid head.
The food was really was disappointing. It just felt underwhelming. With the Restaurant Week menu for lunch, you’re given a starter, an entrée and a dessert. For our starters: I had Pasta e fagioli with sausage. While it was nice to have a soup with it being so bitterly cold outside, I felt that it was under seasoned. My brother had the in house made salami. The presentation was nice but again it was a bit underwhelming in taste. For a main entrée I had a fungi pizza which was wild mushrooms, taleggio and shredded black truffle on top. My brother had a chicken penne sandwich. I didn’t mind my pizza. I thought it would be better as an appetizer rather then an entrée. My brother had tried a bite of it and it was the first time ever I had seen him spit food out. He apparently does not like black truffle.
Dessert was probably the only thing that I can’t find fault in. We both had the Winter Verrine which was a small glass with layers of caramel applies, butterscotch putting and a cornmeal streusel. I was honestly surprised by the cornmeal streusel. When I think cornmeal I don’t think streusel but I think I will now. There was also a disk of cake that was heavy with the all spice. My brother didn’t much like that aspect but all together, I thought it rather nice.
Would I go back? Maybe. Would I go out of my way for it? Probably not. Maybe it’s one of those restaurants where certain things are good on the menu and other things are amazing. Or maybe I’m not wowed by Americana food. Its all things I’ve had and while I do think chefs can pull off doing classics, there has to be some sort of twist. I don’t like the fact that I didn’t much enjoy my time at Graces Trading Company. I wish that it was different.