Mustard Cafe — Restaurant in Newport Beach

If there were 0 stars, I'd give it. I ordered a garden salad WITHOUT croutons, but WITH salmon, olive oil balsamic dressing, and avocado for which I paid extra. After paying $24.95 I received: a salad with dehydrated cucumbers and tomatoes, WITH croutons, BUT without avocado, and NEAT balsamic vinegar. Salmon was dry as a shoe sole! Needless to say that I stayed hungry as eating dry greens and dry fish is not something that I expected or capable to do. What a HUGE disappointment! Save your money, don't set your foot in this place. I expect a full refund! Really??? 20 minutes later??!!! Prove it. I walked in at 5pm...my receipt is a proof that you are twisting the facts. I got my receipt at 5.05pm.It's absolutely unacceptable how you handle reviews. Clients are your bread and butter and yet you blame your low proficiency in food service on them? Let's be clear! I walked in and asked if you are still open, you said: "Yes, what do you want, we can make you a sandwich or a salad." True or not??? I DIDN'T BEG!!!!! You are lying. You told me: "Sure, the grill is hot. What would you like." Did you expect me to tell you: "No nothing, stop it, please go home." You need to admit that you totally messed up my order, your cashier didn't even listen to me and avocado wasn't in the salad, but I was charged for it. Any other food service place would refund the money and apologize for a mistake. I am a local nutrition professional, I will keep this awful experience in mind and make sure I will...

Bro. Mustard Café is not a restaurant. It’s a religious experience. I walked in and Adrian was gripping the mustard bottle like it was forged in the fires of Mt. Effoc. Dude looked me dead in the eyes and whispered “67” like it was the launch code for enlightenment. Tuff was in the corner eating straight mango slices with no expression, just pure raw energy.

I ordered the mustard–mango fusion sandwich and I swear on my grippers, time slowed down. First bite: boom. Tastebuds ascended. Second bite: my ancestors appeared and handed me a jar of Dijon. Third bite: I blacked out and woke up in 67 B.C. watching Julius Caesar slip on a mango peel.

The chairs got GRIP. Once you sit, you’re locked in like a Final Destination melee match—no items, just mustard. Effoc was in the back blending smoothies so loud I thought the café was taking off like a NASA shuttle.

Final verdict: 67/10. Mustard Café isn’t just food, it’s a way of life. Adrian is the gatekeeper, mangoes are the path, and mustard is the truth. Enter with caution, leave with sticky hands and...

This place brings back instant memories. It's been almost 20 years since I submitted for my first restaurant to open in La Jolla. The menu they offer is just about identical to menu items I submitted so it's good to see that there was someone who was able to finish it. And they do a good job of it. Fast friendly and tasty. Price is reasonable. So everything is good.

I got the featured item on the chalk board (Curry chicken salad sandwich) which is what originally caught my eye because that was one of the main items I wanted on my menu. Except, mine had dried cranberries in it as an option. I didn't see that here. But it was just as I imagined mine being with boars head as the purveyor which is exactly who I was attempting to secure a deal with. It's almost like the plans I submitted to city hall were passed on to this place. But, I'm sure that good ideas come to many it's just whomever have the means...