The Golden Bistro

“One finds at The Golden Bistro a steak fry that has been attended to. The crispness is commendable and largely sustained. The potato flavor is earnest and specific. The grease is conservative — the napkin remains largely decorative. The portion is forthcoming. Attendance, as a form of culinary philosophy, is rarer than it should be. This guide recommends the fries and nothing else. This is sufficient.”

“The fry at The Golden Bistro does not arrive unannounced. Its aroma precedes it through the dining room with the confidence of someone who has reserved well in advance. The steak cut is executed with precision. The double-fried exterior is commendable and largely sustained. The interior presents a potato earnest and specific. The grease does not call attention to itself, which is what one hopes for from grease. The fry asks only to be appreciated. At The Golden Bistro, one appreciates.”

“The steak fry is, at its best, a meditation on patience. The Golden Bistro understands this. The kitchen has chosen blended, which is either bold or obvious depending on one's position. The crispness is commendable and largely sustained. The interior potato character is earnest and specific. The structural integrity is beyond question; these fries have opinions about gravity and are prepared to defend them. One returns. One does not return. This information is provided without judgment.”

“The steak fry is, at its best, a meditation on patience. The Golden Bistro understands this. The kitchen has chosen blended, which is either bold or obvious depending on one's position. The crispness is commendable and largely sustained. The interior potato character is earnest and specific. The structural integrity is beyond question; these fries have opinions about gravity and are prepared to defend them. One returns. The address is committed to memory.”