A friend invited me to dinner at
Sola tonight, and considering I'd not eaten there before I jumped at the chance. I had a good time.
The large room, part of which is elevated to sort of a mezzanine level, is comfortable - contemporary comfortable. We arrived early, about 6 p.m., and only a couple of tables were occupied. However, by the time we left two hours later the restaurant was 75-80% full - which is impressive for a Monday night.
Our waitress seemed a bit overbearing - a bit too academic . . . we wanted to tell her to summarize, not read the Encyclopedia Britannica when interpreting the specials of the day. More is better than less, though - and her extra effort was appreciated (though annoying).
I ordered wine by the glass and my friend ordered an Absolut martini. Wine by the bottle is 1/2 price on Monday, and I'd have ordered one (a full bottle) if I was footing the bill but I didn't want to embarrass myself or my friend . . . because he was paying for dinner (and I didn‘t want to come off as a lush). The Syrah I ordered - two glasses by night's end - and which was recommended by our waitress was appropriate, and good..
We shared a crab cake appetizer - two silver Dollar-sized discs - a bit too soft and a bit too cool for our liking . . . but we ate them without complaint. I like crab cakes more encrusted than these, and there was no accompanying sauce - just the cakes. Okay, they were - nothing to write home about.
I should mention the breads, and butter - the heavenly butter. Some flatbread was in the small basket, one roll and three pieces of rye bread. All of the breads were fresh and flavorful - even if eaten on their own without adding butter. I thought the butter was exceptional and the waitress explained it was highly salted - and thus the distinction. True or not (highly salted), I considered foregoing the entrée - for a plate of butter, and more bread.
My entree was one of the nightly specials - cheese stuffed Dijon encrusted lamb chops topped with tomato's with a small side of string-like green beans. I ordered the lamb medium and it arrived medium rare - and I ate it without asking for further cooking; it was okay - bordering on good. I don't recall the (name of the) cheese filling, but it was flavorful - and the lamb chops were thick - three of them. I don't often eat lamb chops outside of Greek Town - and I was making a comparison between the two. I still prefer Greek chops.
My friend ordered encrusted-in-something Mahi Mahi, served on a bed of vegetables - and he finished the portion as if he really liked it . . . a clean plate.
I chose an espresso backed by a large snifter portion of sambucca instead of dessert, while my dinner companion ignored the desserts for a cup of tea.
I enjoyed the dinner, and with the seemingly eclectic metrosexual/gay, straight clientele surrounding us - it was a relaxing and fun environment. Several people were celebrating birthdays and sections of the youngish crowd in the room (20-somethings, mostly) broke-out singing renditions of “Happy Birthday.” Nice. Respectful. Fun.
Owner Carol Wallack was busily attending to a table of friends nearby and I stopped her and asked if she was one of the wait staff - which elicited a chuckle (her name is embroidered on her uniform). Though she displayed an indifferent - aloof - demeanor at first, she then seemed genuinely warm and inquisitive of our experience in her place . . . after we “broke the ice.”
A shared appetizer, two entrée's, three Absolut's and two glasses of wine, an after dinner drink . . . an espresso and a tea . . . and the tab came (before tip) to $136.