When I was little I loved surveys. So who wouldn’t love a restaurant where you order your meal on a little survey? The concept of Freshii is that you fill out a little form (sort of like a scantron sheet for tests) where you can choose the base of your meal (lettuce, rice, or noodles) and then select toppings. I guess that this is Freshii’s clever way of putting the blame for your awful meal on yourself (after all, you called the shots).
My meal was noodles with broccoli, carrots, spinach, beets, bean sprouts, grilled tofu, and sriracha. The sauce section had sriracha under the “light” category, so I figured that it would be modestly applied. When I heard the employees emptying the sriracha bottle into my dish I knew things weren’t headed in a good direction. Imagine my surprise when I received my inedibly spicy meal. Barring the spiciness of the dish, the few bites I was able to eat were really bad for other reasons—the tofu wasn’t really grilled, and the vegetables were bland. I like spicy food, but this was way too spicy for me to enjoy (coughing and sweating are not activities I hope to engage in while dining).
The service at Freshii was awful—the employees seemed incompetent (e.g., they messed up the order of the person in front of us), and the food was inconsistent. One of my dining companions also ordered noodles with sriracha and his meal was not at all spicy. There were also flies (both fruit flies and large flies) buzzing around our table throughout the meal.
The only thing that saved my meal at Freshii was the great conversation and companionship at my table (I ate with two irate panhandlers from the street… lawl). Save your money and go somewhere else if you’re in Charles Village (“Where?” you ask. I honestly don’t know, but I’ll be sure to tell you when I find a good place).
Finally, before you leave, I urge you to watch this seminal work of art (and the creative inspiration for this post).