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I was pretty excited about the restaurant before it opened because, in my imagination, it was going to be a place that offered giant baked potatoes and an amazing toppings bar. in retrospect, I should have realized that it wasn't named, the Potato Bar Cafe, but whatever - I was eagerly awaiting the restaurant's unveiling. I walked by the dark window many times, and then one day, a printed menu was taped up! I eagerly scanned the page, looking for the potato section, but there wasn't one...just a random assortment of over-priced food...apparently the City Paper panned the place in a review titled, "Spuddy Hell." that's exactly what I was thinking, standing in front of the closed cafe, like, "what in the spuddy hell? where are the freaking potatoes on this menu????"
I never went there, but was excited to see the show, which I heard about at our favorite neighborhood diner, Sulimay's. I won't spoil anything, but I'm just going to say: 1) I'm addicted to the show, and 2) the chef is cute (the Hot Potato Chef, not Gordon Ramsey).
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