Those of you who read my reviews (because I'm so important and interesting, right?) know that I'm picky. I'll eat anything, but then I feel free to critique it ad nausea, like the famous anecdote about the patron trying to get a refund:
Patron: "I demand my money back!"
Manager: "What seems to be the problem?"
Patron: "My dinner was horrible! None of it had any taste really, and the flavors that were there evoked mud more than anything else."
Manager: "Anything else?"
Patron: "Oh, the worst thing of all was how small the portions were."
Fortunately, this will NEVER...never...never ever ever EVER be a set of complaints that you will hear about Cafe Homestead.
The portions are perfectly sized, not too big and not too small, and the food is phenomenal! That is not to say that it is intricate or fancy or elevated in some particular way. Instead, the quality comes from the fact that it tunes so closely and deftly to the heart and soul of the dishes being served.
I don't know if the quality lays solely with the abundance of locally produced ingredients, but everything tastes more of itself than elsewhere.
My only complaint would be that I can't seem to find a babysitter when they do the Farm to Table dinners!
