Slow.Reheated.Disaster


No Bells ring for Liberté as Craig LaBan lowers LaBoom.

There were chewy things that should have been tender, like the rubbery pork belly encased in a crust so impenetrably hidelike that it evoked all the wrong images of pigskin. There was cold coffee. There was a spoiled bottle of wine – already wildly overpriced before our server obliterated the desiccated cork. There was bouillabaisse the color of brown pond water, poured tableside with great fanfare into the bowl, but also onto the lap of my guest – The Inquirer’s food editor.

No Bells – Poor

Liberte [Philadelphia Inquirer]
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