Playing With My Food ~
A journal about food, thought, travel, and life; by Chef & Raconteur Chaz French.

Disappointed…

After hearing a number of people rave about Havana NY I decided to give it a try for lunch today.

After looking over the menu, I decided to go with one of the “Specials of the Day” on the premise that when a restaurant has specials, that they are … special. I chose the “Cuban Style Pot Roast” which was stuffed with a sausage, and a “Citrus” margarita. I declined rice and instead asked for the black beans.


The pot roast was dry and the sauce it was in left a long lingering aftertaste, I can still taste it in the back of my throat (even after chewing gum).

The margarita … sticking a fucking slice of orange on the side of the glass doesn’t make your plain margarita something special that it should be called a “Citrus Margarita” it was a standard margarita on the rocks, now I understand that your basic margarita is a lemon/lime mix and technically ‘citrus’ but don’t fucking call it something other than what it is.

The black beans though were the final straw, what should have been the best part of the meal was plain and bland, and worse they were outright soupy, so much so that I think if I had ordered the black bean soup I would have been given the exact same thing only in a bowl instead of a cup. Trader Joe’s has more authentic “Cuban Style” black beans than this place did.

I’ll say one nice thing; the service was attentive and fast.

The aftertaste is still there.