To: Mel Boreham who wrote (3548 ) 11/27/1997 10:37:00 AM From: Dennis Vail Respond to of 4704
Hi Mel, Here's a very nice review out of Grapevine from the 11/26 Forth Worth Star-Telelgraph: GRAPEVINE - Is it worth the wait? by Gaile Robinson That's all they ask. Can the food at Rainforest Cafe possibly be worth the incredibly long lines? The answer: It hardly matters. After you have invested two hours waiting, having denied your children all manner of little goodies in the Rainforest Retail Village, you'll feel as if you made a pact with the devil for a plate of pasta. You'll say you liked it no matter what transpired. You surrender your surname at the reservations desk - the time was 6:15 on a Tuesday night - where they only accept walk-up traffic, no phoners. There, you are given a small paper passport, a new name (Hummingbird in our case), and a departure time (7:26 p.m.) for your "adventure." They tell you to meet your party by the elephant at least 10 minutes before your scheduled adventure time. You can dally, though; our adventure was launched 40 minutes late. At this point, because you have willingly agreed to their terms, you either tough out the wait or bail and head for the food court. A lot of people aren't Rainforest material. If you stick it out, you are eventually shown to your table, deep inside the dark, cavernous jungle, where you screech at your tablemates over recorded animal roars. The animatronic gorillas are interesting the first three or four times they launch into a group hissy fit. But will the food never arrive? Against all odds, it does - and it's surprisingly good. We over-ordered, beginning with two appetizers. Bimini Wings were dry chicken wings served with slender twirls of crispy fried onions, cucumber slices instead of celery and blue-cheese dressing. The Pieces of Ate - chicken, corn, black beans, peppers and cheeses in a won ton wrapper with a salsa side - were much better. The main course was hustled to the table by the efficient and thankfully nontalkative waitress. A pizza called Paradise Flatbread ($9.95) was delivered to the youngest. She picked off the fresh basil leaves. Linguine with marinara, fresh mozzarella and sausage, called Planet Earth Pasta ($9.95), was put before the eldest child. He needed help identifying the soft lumps of delectable fresh cheese. Once he tasted it, however, he hoarded the rest and refused to share. The grilled salmon and vegetable dish called Islands in the Stream ($12.95) was difficult to share as well. The salmon was grilled to perfection, as were the mushrooms, red peppers and carrots. The daily special, grilled mahi-mahi, was equally as good. We were loath to give up our hard-won table, so we ordered dessert. Skeleton Key Lime Pie ($4.95) and Chocolate Diablo ($4.95) arrived and were sent back to the kitchen to be put in to-go boxes. We strutted out of that restaurant like we'd gone 10 rounds and won. We survived. We waited an hour and 50 minutes, and we still made it to the table. Later that night, the desserts were attacked. The Key lime pie was exactly that, which is remarkable because a Key lime pie found north of Tampa rarely tastes like it should. The Diablo, two layers of tender chocolate cake sandwiched between thick, chocolate mousse-like pudding, was good, but the forks kept battling over the rapidly shrinking pie. Rainforest Cafe Food: New American, with excellent pasta dishes and Key lime pie Service: Busy but attentive Atmosphere: Extravagant setting designed to suggest a rain forest 3000 Grapevine Mills Parkway, Grapevine, (972) 539-5001. 10:30 a.m.-11 p.m. Monday-Saturday, 10:30 a.m.-9 p.m. Sunday. Wheelchair accessible, major credit cards, smoke-free environment. (end repost) Thanks for the warm wishes from the South! Regards, Dennis