"It's not free if I don't blog about it" is a weekly feature about new restaurants too new to review I can't write off until I write about. Because this is a glossary, restaurants receive between one and five syllables.
There's nowhere better to eat than a restaurant just reviewed because the last thing they're expecting is another critic, so I arrived incognito by ordering cocktails while talking about how "my friend Danyelle" is still on antibiotics for her tonsillitis. Details: This is modern comfort food, fried chicken comes with a deconstructed strawberry shortcake coyly labeled cornbread and strawberry salad. Was the chef there? Turns out The Redhead is not a real person like Daphne from Scooby-Doo or Mario Batali. Was I comped? Not unless I was willing to wager on a Red Sox game. Overall: SUC · Q · LINT