B&B Butchers & Restaurant is a large place with a downstairs nice dining room and bar and an upstairs more casual room, another bar and a rooftop area that had live music the Saturday we visited. Their brunch menu included many of the items on the dinner menu and added in ‘brunch food.’ The room and dress of the staff felt like they wanted upscale dining but then they used some paint chipped cheap carts to wheel your entree to the dining room. The attempt to dress up the cart with a white cloth failed to cover the beaten up history of the device. The waiter was enthusiastic about what we should order but my overall impression was of overpriced average food.
They brought out a complimentary assortment of breads – muffin, soft pretzel piece, and some kind of roll up – not a plain bread to be found. They were nice but none made me want to finish the piece, which was good since there was one of each.
We started our meal with their signature Carpetbagger appetizer which is a fried oyster on top of a beef tenderloin on top of a slice of pork belly and all covered with blue cheese and hot sauce. The oyster and pork belly were very nice but the beef was tasteless. There was a good amount of blue cheese and at 4 to an order it was a hearty appetizer, so I’m glad we split it.
For a main course we had their aged ribeye center cut which was thankfully served with truffle butter that helped give it some moistness and flavor. On the plus side they were cooked a perfect rare. The fries were so-so and I couldn’t detect any truffle on them but they were sliced thick enough to taste the potato. The classic creamed spinach tasted more like creamed hay, so it wouldn’t rate a “classic” in my book. The corn soufflé was a favorite of the waiter but it was really heavy and gummy. The peppers had a nice flavor but it was way too gluey for me. Another thing that annoyed me was their serving of the side dishes. Rather than just put them on the table they removed the side dishes(mayo and ketchup) from my plate, stirred up the sides tableside and prepared to glop it on my plate – all while I’m obviously taking pictures of my plate. Some places can pull this off but here I found it intrusive. We could not muster any desire to try their dessert options and instead settled for some coffee.