Prost Braumeister, Fort Bonifacio Review: From Bad to WurstJanuary 2, 2019
- Pamela CortezWords
It’s hard for me to write a bad review. A part of me feels that if a place isn’t great, I should just leave it alone and tell people instead not to patronize it, rather than write about it on such a public platform. There are plenty of reasons to explain my hypothetical unpleasant experience, maybe they were having a bad day, or maybe they’ve only been open a couple of months and I should cut them more slack.
The dishes made me think “Is this it?”
However, the experience I had at Prost was different. It was, to put it lightly, terrible. Hopefully, things can still improve. After all, they have a great space at a great location. If Prost wants to keep up with the rest of the dining establishments at the Fort, there are a lot of things they need to change.
The problem with Prost is that it promises you so much but it never really delivers. They tell you that they’re a sausage place, and take pride in making those sausages in-house, but the sausages were probably the worst things on their menu.
You immediately know they’re overcooked.
The weisswurst comes along, and I immediately think “Is this where my money is going? Is this it?” The sausages are misshapen, and look pretty grotesque. You immediately know they’re overcooked. Trying to cut into one is a struggle. The sausage skin lacks snap, and feels like plastic. The meat’s texture makes you think it contains more extenders than real chicken and pork.
The thick-cut fries are Proust’s only saving grace.
The nuernberger is a little better texture-wise. However, its taste is similar to the breakfast sausage you get at Mcdonalds, and even that comes with better sides than those that Prost offers you. The potato salad is watery and desperately needs more seasoning. The mashed potatoes are weirdly sweet, and arrived mushy and cold. My advice is to go for the fries. They might have been Proust’s only saving grace, thick-cut, and done relatively well. For a German sausage joint, I also found it very odd that the mustard they serve is plain old American mustard, none of the great grainy stuff you’d find at other restaurants. The only other choice is a sweet mustard that doesn’t pair well with anything else on the menu.
They tell you they’re a braumeister (their logo is a frothy pint of lager), but when you check their menu, you’ll be disappointed. Save for a couple of unfamiliar names, their beer list is less than ordinary, and shorter than that of any beerhouse I’ve been to. If you’re an aficionado, and came to Prost on the premise that it’s a German beerhouse, then you should probably make your way down to the gastropub next door that has a drink list that’s three times as long.
The curry taste I was excited for was lost and diluted.
The rest of the food was nothing pleasant either. The curry beer mussels were so watered-down that the curry taste I was excited for was lost and diluted. I thought that a conceptually interesting reuben spring roll with corned beef was bound to be a home-run, but it was too greasy. It made me wish that I had patted it down with a tissue before putting it in my mouth. The dip was weird too; it looked and tasted like a cheap brand of plain, undressed mayonnaise.
The service was efficient, but when I needed to know something on the menu, none of our waiters had the answer. I asked about the sausages, what blend they might be, if they were white, if they were spicy, if they were thin, but only the manager knew what any of them were. There were other little annoyances too (water dripping from the ceiling onto a seat but was left unattended, mosquitos everywhere) but it was really the food that disappointed me.
It was a huge disappointment to find out that the food didn’t match the caliber of the place.
I really hope this was a singular bad experience. Prost looked promising; the cozy, albeit slightly dark, interiors were tasteful and chic, and the attention to detail, like the awesome, stamped wooden menus and the perfectly-matched German art on the walls, were all great signs. It was a huge disappointment to find out that the food didn’t match the place whatsoever. I just wish that they were able to deliver what they promised.