255 S. Main (Logan)
My wife and I recently went to Blackstone for a casual lunch date. Blackstone is fairly new to Logan's restaurant scene; an old Deseret Industries building turned into somewhat of formal dining restaurant, similar in appearance and atmoshpere to Hamilton's. After it opened, I heard mainly negative responses from those who had gone there, so I had never been too eager to try it myself. However, my wife and I felt it was time to give it a shot and make up our own mind.
Upon arriving at the restaurant a little after 2pm, we waited at the vacant hostess desk for a good five minutes before someone must have spotted us. All I know is that we heard someone loudly yell the hostess's name and she soon appeared, moving quickly to help us and probably hoping she wasn't in too much trouble for leaving her post for an extended period of time. Not a good start.
After being seated in the nearly empty resetaurant, we took a little time to browse through the lunch menu. I had heard that Blackstone's prices were fairly high, which was one reason we had decided to come during lunch. But even the lunch menu prices were a little higher than what we were expecting. I settled on the cheesesteak sandwich with fries, while my wife got the pesto chicken focaccia sandwich with rice pilaf.
The cheesesteak sandwich was generously filled with juicy steak and a healthy amount of cheese, but the most abundant ingredient and taste was grease. The wedged fries were extremely unevenly coated with seasoning - some with none at all, and others with patches or lines of seasoning coated on way too thick. Only a healthy dose of ketchup was able to make them palatable. They were overly crunchy on the outside and overly mushy on the inside.
My wife described her sandwich as decent, if lacking in the pesto department, but difficult to eat with the large slices of peppers slipping out from the focaccia at any chance they could. The rice, in her words, was definitely nothing to write home about.
We then waited for another ten minutes after we were done before the waiter even showed up to see what he could get us for dessert. But after the lackluster service and food already experienced, we decided to pass on having dessert, as I think we will pass at eating at Blackstone again.
