I'd heard good things about this place, and since my first choice was closed today I crossed my fingers and pulled in.
Why was my first choice closed? Because Memorial Day is tomorrow. Right.
Silly me, thinking that a restaurant with truffles in the title would be a delicious and exciting source for tasty fungus dishes. The only item on their menu even remotely related to the name of the place was Hungarian mushroom soup. This was a pink cream with mushroom slices, no dill, no paprika, no flavor.
The decor was ick. It's a Victorian/farmhouse cross converted to a restaurant, and not much to look at. All the furniture was mis-matched - it looked like a collection of "Table and 6" lots from an auction house. The upholstery on my chair looked like somebody had been practicing their Psycho knife skills on it. Paper napkins on the table, white linen tablecloths under glass, you know the type. No lipstick on my water glass, which was unexpected... I had a Black Butte Porter, she had a selection from the comprehensive collection of Stash teas they stock.
My supper was a penne pasta with Gorgonzola sauce. Presentation was good, some chopped walnuts on top, a few sprigs of fresh rosemary tossed on it. Also cubed chicken tossed in, which was completely blah. The Gorgonzola didn't smack my mouth around, and actually was only barely present in the flavor profile. I barely even ate half, and that was after a semi-brutal hike.
It came with a side of "garlic toast" which was over an inch thick, had no garlic on it, wasn't toasted, and had some kind of bizarre cheese grated on it that wasn't melted in the slightest. I just vomited a little in the back of my mouth thinking about it.
The high point was my companion's entrée - a prime rib French dip. Meaty, to be sure. The au jus was actually well prepared and probably didn't come entirely from a packet or can. I ate half the sandwich. It also came with a handful of Kettle chips. Nothing but the best in Gresham... Bill was about $30 for two people for dinner/late lunch, not including tip. I'd rather eat $5.00 worth of beans and use the methane produced to torch the other $25 than eat here again. I guess it's my fault - other food bloggers would have warned me off...
It's still food, so it'll cushion the handful of ibuprofen I'm about to swallow. Didn't summit Nesmith point for the second time today. Damn, that means I've got to hike it AGAIN!