Teller's in Hyde Park

So a friend of mine used to be the hostess at Teller's on Hyde Park Square, and she said that she got sick of the people who came into the restaurant. Apparently, there's a bit of a nose candy crowd that comes in a lot. I'm not saying that it's going on in the bathrooms or anything like that, but that is the type of young professional that frequents this joint.

I was thinking about my friend's story when I read this review of Teller's in the Enquirer. It's a positive review, and I'd agree. Their food is pretty good. My favorite dish of theirs is an appetizer, a buffalo chicken eggroll. It sounds good, but when it arrives at your table, you start to doubt your choice. It looks like a regular eggroll, and the buffalo flavor comes from a dipping sauce that looks like it may cause the roll to disintegrate. But it surprises you with how great it tastes, how the dipping actually works. For as strange as it looks, it provides a comforting familiar taste that's very enjoyable.

But the thing that gets me is the description of the scene. My take on the crowd is that the people who come here are professional young professionals--guys who think they're working on Wall Street in the go-go '80's and ladies trying to be trophy wives. I'm probably exaggerating, but my friend's story makes me think maybe I'm not.

I love the building. You can tell it once was a bank, with many fun decorative accents harking back to that time. I've never been in the vault, but I'd venture that it's the coolest mini-dining room in the city, along with the kilns at Porkopolis Tavern and the Trophy Room in the Precinct.

Alright, I feel a little bad about my description of the crowd. Does someone want to defend the patrons of this fun restaurant?