Good Food Review

Amarit Thai

I eat at a lot of Thai restaurants, and I can pretty safely say that Amarit Thai is one of the best I’ve been to thus far.

Food: In the spirit of being a true restaurant critic, I decided to be adventurous and try something new. After a ridiculously drawn out survey of the menu, I decided on Rama Chicken, because I’ve never had it before, or really even heard of it. I was a little apprehensive because I’m pretty predictable with my food orders, and courageously ordering some weird dish you’ve never had before can be a dangerous game when you’re really hungry.

As it turned out, however, Rama Chicken was absolutely amazing. It was served on a bed of broccoli and rice and was covered in spicy peanut sauce and was one of the more delicious things I’ve ever eaten. Amarit gets a thumbs up for cuisine.

Atmosphere: The atmosphere at Amarit wasn’t really all that memorable. It was basically a long, slender, generic diner layout(minus the counter) with a large leafed green plant here and there. They blasted soft rock on the radio, mostly 90’s soft rock(i.e. Sheryl Crow). With the plants, sake menu, and slender crisp white plates(standard Pan-Asian restaurant issue), and Engrish speaking wait staff, Amarit kind of had an authentic feel, but in the way that a squirt of “Realemon” kind of makes your water taste like lemonade.

Service: The service with perfectly good, the waitresses were very attentive and nice and definitely laughed at all of our non-funny jokes. The only downside was that their English really wasn’t that good, which caused a bit of confusion.

Miller’s Pub

Food: The food at Miller’s Pub was alright, but nothing fantastic. I had tiramisu and coffee. The tiramisu wasn’t really anything fantastic, but it was still tiramisu, so I thoroughly enjoyed eating it. The coffee was bottomless, so that was a plus. The menu, however seemed a bit overpriced for the quality of food I received.

Atmosphere: For a place donning the name of an Englishman, the interior of Miller’s Pub seemed to be Italian-American overkill. There was an excess of wood, there were countless top-lit, gold framed oil paintings that seemed to have no common theme except “This is an oil painting”. My favorite, tackiest piece of Miller’s décor, however, is the stained glass in the back of the restaurant, which decided to forsake the traditional Catholic-themed images you expect from stained glass art, and take on a more appropriate image: steaming steak and sausage. All in all, Miller’s Pub made me feel like I had walked out of Chicago and directly into a scene from The Godfather, with just a few unintentionally hilarious twists.

Service: The service at Miller’s Pub wasn’t very good. Our waiter was a little impatient with us, despite the fact that the restaurant wasn’t very full, wasn’t very present or attentive like the wait staff at Amarit. Worst of all, when we made a little joke about his v-necked apron, he got even more impatient and even a little defensive.

Of the two restaurants, Amarit won, hands down.