Sarabeth’s

A thick, untoasted muffin dominates the presentation — mushy and uncooked in the middle, gritty with cornmeal on the outside.

Watery slices of ham are topped by an oily and surprisingly tasteless Hollandaise slowly congealing onto average eggs.

A side salad is served instead of potatoes, and it was so dry and flavorless I couldn’t force myself to eat it.

Adding insult to injury, the menu is unjustifiably expensive, even for New York. At $14, Sarabeth’s eggs Benedict are possibly the most expensive reviewed to date — a complete rip-off.

The whole experience made me want to go home and brush my teeth.