So gross it was laughable. Yesterday was our first time visiting the town of Rhinebeck, NY. We enjoyed walking around the little town lined with shops & restaurants. We felt underdressed for some of the nicer restaurants so we set out to find a very casual place with outdoor seating & Foster's Coach House seemed to be just the place to grab a sandwich & a pint.
When you walk in, the decor is strange but could be enjoyable (horse sculpture that one may see at a grain store, enclosed in a stable) ...the statue of a coachman was creepy, but all of this we found sort of "small town wacky local flavor kooky" ...so we asked for an outdoor table.
When the beer arrived, it was in THE FILTHIEST GLASS! 50% of the rim was coated with heavy lipgloss & a few lighter lip prints (like from Chapstick) Repelling. BUT - mistakes are made anywhere & we figured this was just a hiccup. The waitress took it back & a new beer arrived in, what appeared to be a spotless glass. OK. Moving on.
We ordered. Roast Turkey Sandwich with fries for me & a Chicken Parm Sandwich with a side of "parmesan & herb fries" for my better half.
I unrolled my cutlery from the napkin to find a really dirty knife & questionable fork. Beginning to see a pattern here.
The food came. How do you mess up a turkey sandwich? It hadn't occurred to me that I was not offered a choice of bread... nor an offer of having the bread toasted . It came on white bread, with a few thin slices of what looked to be pre-package lunch meat like you get at the grocery store, a ton of mayo & that was it. No lettuce or tomato. It was served with a small plastic cup of canned jellied cranberry sauce. It looked like a grade school kid made it. The fries, I ate four (too many), seemed to be left over & re-fried. Just awful. I ended up pulling off the few slices of turkey & eating those. I was starving when I arrived & when I left...
The chicken parm arrived on a roll (I wondered why the turkey sandwich was not also put on one to make it slightly more palatable) & was reported as being "OK" with a shrug. The side of parmesan & herb fries were potato wedges that were served luke-warm & the "herbs" were still on the huge stems & tossed atop the mound. They were far better than the refried leftover fries that were on my plate, but they were, at best, subpar.
Now - there were swarms of flies. We enjoy eating outside & understand that, from time to time there may be a few pests, but I am talkin' swarms. I had to fan what food I did eat all the way from plate to mouth. I looked around to see other parties doing the same. We had hoped to have a place to relax with a coffee after our meal, but this was clearly not going to be it.
Everything was so crazy that we were laughing.
We overheard another party ask the waitress if they could move to an indoor table because of the flies. Her response: "There are tons of flies inside, too." Though this sincere response did crack us up....so at least we had comedy. She then quickly blamed it on the fair (which doesn't begin, we found for four more days...& other restaurants didn't seem to be having this issue, we later observed)
We chalked it up to a "sometimes you lose" experience & found a little coffee place a little ways away (passing by so many cute restaurants along the way, with people eating outside who were not feverishly fanning away swarms of flies, that we were kicking ourselves for not searching a little longer before picking a restaurant...but we'd been so hungry we chose quickly...& poorly ....oh well, next time)
I'm sure that locals have a soft spot for a quirky restaurant with a horse statue that delighted them as a child. Such experiences can cloud judgement for anyone. Visitors should, even if famished, invest another two minutes in searching for a restaurant...there are so many to choose from that there is no reason to eat here.
Sorry, Foster's. I really, really wanted to like you. Your sign was super retro cute.
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