- Matthew Schniper
I'm not out to slam Indy Best Of winners, but I wonder if this CMD is enjoying the spoils by sharing a name with the (separately owned) Uintah Street spot. The staff's friendly and attentive, but beyond that lies a dark hole. Dated decor leads the way: faux wood wainscoting, burgundy table cloths at golden booths over brown carpeting, home-style blinds blocking all light, and water-stained drop-ceiling panels. A dark mirrored bar/wait station area feels even less inviting. The lunch buffet ($10.81 post-tax), sans item labels, presents as the worst kind, with textures all held in sad suspension by heat lamps. Meats are rubbery, unless they're shell-on shrimp, then they're tough. Sauces are starchy and gooey and batch-made bland and tame, sometimes cloying. Soups are meh. Green beans are wilted and wrinkly; egg rolls chewy. Hockey-puck-like egg foo young discs are hard and flavorless without a dark salty soy-influenced sauce.