Chitlins. I just spent a whirlwind four hours in the kitchen making a bajillion different things and I just can’t even open a cookbook right now to copy down another recipe. Instead, I decided I want to incorporate restaurant reviews on the blog. I’m not a huge food critic (I think that’s pretty obvious) but I do know what I like. So without further ado…
To kick off my restaurant reviews section I’m bringing you to my ‘hood in Astoria. Allow me to introduce to you, Queens Comfort.
This spot has been on my radar for awhile and this weekend I finally convinced The BF that the walk wasn’t that far from his apartment. Kids, this place is so friendly and the food is such a banging twist on comfort food that I suggest you take whatever train, bus, or plane necessary to Astoria to check it out. Why are you still reading this? Get over here! And drop me a line on your way, I will totes come with you.
When you first roll up to this spot, it has these totally awesome carved and painted wooden signs on the front that pretty much explain exactly what this place is going to be like. Also, the chalkboard out front proclaims the special for the day. Ours included twinkie bread pudding. I knew I was in the right place. And not to quote the Wall Street Journal in their review or anything, but I have to say, the name of the restaurant pretty much says it all.
The brunch menu pretty much serves a carnivore’s dream come true. There were a number of occasions where The BF gasped loudly, “Oh man I LOVE THAT!” And he agonized slightly over his choices. I’m sure vegetarians can ask the cooks to refrain from putting meat on their dish, I don’t think anyone would even so much as sign in your direction. They’re that friendly.
When I sat down I knew immediately that I at least wanted the jalapeño hush puppies, because I am a sucker for some hush puppies let me tell you. The rest of the breakfast choices included some awesome dishes like: smoked pork and grits (OHEMGEE grits guys!), a friend bologna sandwich (can I just say I had to sing that old Oscar Meyer commercial to figure out how to spell bologna?), and some monster brioche French toast.
The BF finally settled on the fried bologna sandwich and after much agonizing I decided to get the open face Egg Mc’Ruffin’. Of course after we had ordered the jalapeño hush puppies and some Virgils orange cream soda (melted creamsicle in a glass anyone? Yes, please and thankyouverymuch). The food came out pretty quick, considering how packed the place was. And every single bite was a dream come true. The hush puppies were fried to perfection and I loved that they weren’t all uniform. And they weren’t even that spicy so you could easily wolf down the whole basket before you even realized.
The BF’s sandwich looked killer, and I’m pretty sure they used Martin’s potato rolls (heck yeah!) to serve it on. My Mc’Ruffin’ was enormous, easily the biggest English muffin I have ever seen, and with the entire surface encrusted in a delicious layer of melted, golden Gouda, all topped with a perfectly cooked over-easy egg and a generous serving of tater tots.
We had an awesome waitress (is that an outdated term? I’m sorry, I’m so un-PC) who was just the epitome of pep and friendliness. By the end of the meal I was pretty sure she was my new bestie. The other servers there are equally as friendly, even if they’re not serving your table specifically. I think a lot of this has to do with the layout of the restaurant as well.
Running down the center is one long table with chairs on either side, so diners get cozy with their neighbors. Then a bank of booths runs around two walls, with the open-plan kitchen in one corner and a bar with stools running down from there. It’s open, airy and it feels like no one is going to keep a secret from you here. And while that might turn off some, personally I loved it. It felt like you just went out to the best brunch with all these friends you never knew you had.
So to sum up: it’s like a brunch party with all your best friends, the friendliest people you’ll ever meet, all served with a generous helping of your favorite comfort food, only better. Oh yeah, and Virgil’s orange cream soda (which should pretty much seal the deal for you). Have you gone yet? Tell ’em Ace said “Hey!” when you go. Maybe I can score me some brownie points in hush puppies. 😉
Queens Comfort 40-09 30th Ave (b/w Steinway and 41st) Astoria, NY
718 728-2350 QueensComfort@gmail.com