Bivaro Off campus cuisine: Sweetheart Cafe Sweetheart Café sings a sour note By Jacey Gibb, Opinions Editor Does cafeteria food fail to cater to your taste buds? Not digging the Dougout? Then grab your finest bib and try to avoid drooling on the person next to you, because we’re here to offer salvation for you students looking to humble your hunger, without having to wear your shoes out getting there. ne of my favourite episodes of Seinfeld would have to be “The Cafe,” due mostly to the plot involving a restaurant called The Dream Café, a place that tries to please everyone by offering almost every kind of cultural cuisine you can think of. The problem with this kind of a mission statement is that by attempting to - please everyone, you end up satisfying almost no one. I hate to compare the two, but Sweetheart Café on Columbia Street suffers from the same syndrome. The sounds of Supertramp seeped out the ajar door of Sweetheart when I ducked inside for the first time ever. The setup is painfully similar to every 16 dive diner you’ ve ever been to, down to the black and white checkerboard flooring and the classic rock radio station playing in the kitchen. Across the room is where you order your meal, with several menus posted behind the counter and running alongside it too. That’s right—several menus. One has a complete list of breakfasts available, one has the various burgers and teriyaki bowls offered, and another menu has a library of different sushi you can order. The experience was overwhelming at first, digesting information and trying to decide what would act as the best representative for what was being offered. I eventually settled on the pineapple (!) cheeseburger with fries and a pairing of unagi and cucumber rolls. Before sitting down to my meal, I took a detour to the bathroom and couldn’t help but notice the subpar cleanliness of it. The state of a restaurant’s bathroom can usually be an indirect representation of how seriously the establishment takes food safety, but for the sake of my article’s deadline, I decided I would stick around and see how the actual meal.went. By the time I came back from the bathroom, a charming pot was waiting for me at my table, with tea that was amazingly weak, even for a sushi place. The burger followed suit at an unsettlingly fast pace, causing me to wonder if the burger hadn’t already been precooked or something. My fries were overly crispy and had obviously been cooked prior, then simply tossed back into the deep fryer, but the burger was the real shocker of the meal. It was amazing! I can’t remember the last time a burger was that juicy and full of flavour. My initial hesitation towards the addition of pineapple seemed justified, as the sweetness conflicted with everything else on the patty, but a simple removal of the fruit brought the burger to an optimal level, completely distracting me from the terrible tatters accompanying it. By the time the sushi arrived, I had inhaled the burger and was playfully pushing the hardened fries around on my plate with disinterest. The presentation on the rolls was great, but my stomach was having a difficult time finding room to accommodate further guests. Luckily, but unfortunately, the sushi encore was very disappointing — with the cucumber rolls lacking any flavour and the unagi being no more than mush in a roll. After two of each, I got the rest to go, but later threw them out anyways. I was in disbelief when the woman working—she seemed to be the only employee at the time, handling the monies and cooking the meal, informed me that the restaurant had been there for 10 years. I remained the only customer in the place for my entire visit and I have never heard anyone even speak of the place, neither positively or negatively. This isn’t to say Sweetheart Café is a total writeoff, but it could sure use an overhaul. Narrow the focus of the food to only a handful of dishes, heavily promote the heavenly hamburgers, and maybe put more effort into portraying a more sanitary establishment, preferably one that doesn’t have bugs in the bathroom and used mop buckets lying about.