Dined Monday night at Seasons 52 in Burlington, and I have to say, I don’t see what the buzz is about.

Yes, the flatbread is good.  It’s nice that the menu is seasonal.

It’s also really expensive for otherwise mediocre food.  I ordered the salmon;  I’ve had better;  same for the accompanying corn risotto.  My husband had the steak salad;  four small overcooked pieces of beef on a humongous mound of iceberg lettuce.  I happen to know that I could have had 5 glasses of wine for the price of the one that I had (because I love Mer Soleil and I know how much a bottle costs).   Marianne did give the lemonade two thumbs up, so that’s something.  I felt like I had entered a re-fashioned Red Fish or some other chain restaurant of that ilk, outfitted now for an older crowd with a higher budget.  Maybe it was the pop music playing (which certainly appealed to my 16-year-old), but it was incongruous for a restaurant presumably marketed to the 40+ crowd.

To top it off, it’s faux accessible.  Meaning that for a new restaurant, they’ve crossed some items off the list: accessible entrance, bathroom and some seating areas, ADA-parking spaces nearby.   But the tables are packed so tightly in the main dining room that it is an obstacle course to enter or leave.  (As witnessed by the very pregnant, very lovely woman who had to get back up – after just settling comfortably into her chair – so that Marianne could get by.)  The bar area, off to the right, is not accessible at all;  the tables are either high tops or are set onto platforms (so they are effectively high tops).

Seasons 52 Burlington feels like a mass-marketed chain restaurant with a lackluster, over-priced product and an uncomfortable space for a wheelchair-user.  I think we’ll spend our dining dollars elsewhere next time.