I do indeed consider myself a food snob, but only in the sense I want my food to be great. But I am willing to try anything from fast food on up, always in search of gold, even in unlikely places. I live in hope.
The Admiral has been there for years and years, so how bad can it be exactly? True, I had never heard of anyone actually eating there, but I wanted to be close to the Mansion on O St, our next destination. it is spectacular at Christmas time.
Two words describe the success of The Admiral: Happy Hour. If you want to combine cheap drinks with crappy white music, then this is your place.
The Admiral has missed the past two decades of the public’s growing interest in food. And music. The place was deserted in prime brunch time, and you can’t even begin to imagine the poor execution of the fried cardboard (called chicken on the menu), French toast (mais non!), and crab cake sliders where finally the chef’s talent with a can opener truly shone through.
What a waste. And to think, we passed up a Macdonald’s to eat here.