A humongous Pop-Tart. That's what this marionberry cobbler -- named for a type of blackberry, not the erstwhile mayor of D.C. -- reminds me of, from its gooey, purplish guts, to its crust, which, like Kellogg's toaster pastry, turns soft after a little time in the microwave. As with the Pop-Tart, the first bite encourages others, but by the third nosh, you know you'll regret what you've done. You leave the table feeling icky inside and out. Like when you down one too many Krispy Kreme doughnuts, or eat a whole box of peanut brittle... More >>>
Larry the Lobster's not the only one unhappy with McGrath's menu, as you'll discover from our crabby critic's review. Here executive chef JC Ferreira and server Mark yuk it up at Larry's expense.