- Flo (Bellevue)
- Red Fin (w/seleniumdream)
- Spencers (SeaTac)
- The Jones (w/ctseawa?)
- Ama Ama
- Bin Vivant
Lombardi's Taberna del Alabardero Ten Mercer
- Salty's (w/my brother)
I won't get to all of these, but I'd like to get to as many as possible. If you're on my flist, and would like to join for any of these, just get in contact.
Last night's NUE meal was at 94 Stewart. It was excellent, but even more impressive was the space. It's like they turned the Zig-Zag lounge into a restaurant! White concrete walls with just the right amount of random French kitsch, gorgeous lighting, curtains, and steel wine racks. It's tiny and intimate, but not stifling, and quiet.
The crab risotto was very good, but needed more green onion. The shitake and truffle chicken was outstanding, and it was a much bigger portion than I was expecting. For dessert, we had our choice of that day's tarts, all made in-house. In my experience, the word "tart" has found a huge range of interpretations among restaurants, mostly disappointing, so I tend to shy away from them. These were arranged to see, and they looked marvelous. Not in the mood for chocolate, I passed up the chocolate-strawberry, triple chocolate fudge, and Valrohna/peanut-butter tarts. The raspberry cheesecake tart was tempting, but I love me my caramel, so the turtle one won out. Yum!
I will definitely be back.
Tonight's NUE meal was at Taberna del Alabardero, which is in the space that used to be Cascadia.
O. M. G!
cow, you simply must read the review. We're eventually going here, y/y?
The staff must have been bored (it was pretty empty), because they were fawning over me all night; not once was I wanting for water or fresh silverware. The sommelier asked about my dishes, and proceeded to give me tasting of wines not on the list. I stuck with the first one called El Molinet. Wow. The Spanish have this habit of combining tempranillo with cab sav, and I cannot thank them enough for it. The second wine was good, very tasty up front, but too acidic on the back end. The third was also good, but the best description I can give is that it tasted like a weak port. Not in a bad way, but not what I wanted.
I ordered the tapas plate for the appetizer. I figured it would be 3 small samples of their food. It was enough for the meal by itself, I tell you. The "Traditional Potato Omelet" was good, and filling. The "Croquettes" were the lightest whipped potatoes I have ever encountered, tucked into a thin, fried crust; they are what I can only assume are a distant (very distant, and much, MUCH, better tasting) cousin of the pirogi which I so despise. But as good as they were, the "Fried Squid Andalusian Style" topped them. Lightly battered, perfectly seasoned... never have I dreamed it possible for squid to be so tender and succulent.
That by itself was enough, but the duck confit was sure easy to eat too. The menu promised that it was "over creamy rice with mushrooms", but there was none in evidence. I didn't miss it. The "white wine sauce" was surprisingly red, too. None of that mattered; it was another masterpiece dish. The wine paired wonderfully, too.
For dessert, I accepted my waiter's recommendation, the "White Chocolate Soup and Macerated strawberries with Moscatel grapes vinegar". Hot damn. The cookie they served with it did not mesh with it, but everything else was... inspired. The vinegar was a granita. Frozen vinegar! SO. GOOD.
The menu had so many, many tasty things on it. All of the paellas were so tantalizing. Definitely, definitely going back.
Skillet found a new place at the top of the smaller hill near work... and are apparently not welcome there either, and are looking for another new location in the neighborhood.
For the last 2 weeks, I've bought a lot less from them, since they've effectively raised their prices for me by about 50%, and since it was more difficult to get to. This week is a fried chicken sandwich. I'll make the effort. :)