I liked my experience at Blackbird. I only stopped in for an appetizer and dessert, and as usual with expensive places, they were both small servings for not such a small price, but they were delicious and interesting (I don't remember the appetizer exactly but I remember it had quince and corn, and I think a bit of fish, and the dessert was the bacon ice cream with 'beignets'). One big complaint is the bathroom situation: there's only one stall, and thus, a line on weekend nights. But look behind the curtain when you get in there. Funny!
I was disappointed with Sepia. It is one of the most breathtakingly beautiful restaurants I have been in, but I was constantly being given odd looks, I assume because I was alone. I get treated oddly when I'm alone anyway, as I did at Blackbird, but there, the bartender kept trying to make conversation, while at Sepia, I was looked at like I had a giant scarlet letter A on my dress. I had the bacon flatbread, and not only was the bacon nearly raw, but it did not come with peaches as advertised, but apples. The pork rillette was not available. And, as a minor complaint and a warning for you: if you have a large ass or are a clod like me, do not sit on an end of the bench seat. The ends have arms, so you can't get out that way, and they space the tables so close together I kept bumping my duff into the other table. Luckily it was empty. But the dirty looks kept comin'.
I want to have a good body, but not as much as I want dessert. ~ Jason Love
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Nighthawks, which is why it's such a desolate image. ~ Happy Stomach
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