Pleasure & Necessity
The Diary of a Pseudo Restaurant Critic
Thursday, May 31, 2012
My Happy Hour Go-To
THE HI-LIFE
Neighborhood: Ballard
Cuisine: American
Cost: $11-$30
Let's cut the chase: The main reason I visit Ballard's old standby the Hi Life is for their happy hour! $4 personal brick oven baked pizzas! I love their traditional margherita, but sometimes I must get the butternut squash pizza, topped with butternut squash, goat cheese, pancetta, and Tutto Calabria peppers. Add a $4 Caesar salad and a $3 well drink and dinner is done as well as cheap.
They also have a very popular breakfast menu (I mean, will you look at those pancakes?!).
The building is an old firehouse, so it's nice and roomy in there if you wanted to just stay there all day for three courses. It would be worth it.
Fat and Happy
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| This is the ragu that they have offered in the past. |
THE FAT HEN
Neighborhood: Ballard
Cuisine: Cafe fare;weekend brunches; Friday night dinners; Italian
Cost: I spent $11 for a week-day breakfast
It's always fun to feel like you've "discovered" a new restaurant. That's the way I feel about The Fat Hen. It's located in a micro-neighborhood of Ballard -- on 70th between 13th and 15th -- a block that includes such places as Delancey and Honore Bakery. Basically a local foodie's one-stop destination.
The Fat Hen has utilized their small cafe space quite well, having lots of room to make baked goods out in front, and brew coffee drinks for customers. There are small seating areas, but also a big wood farm table, and a nice window seat. smaller tables are marble and render fantasies of a fancy Parisian life. There's butcher paper on the wall with specials and announcements. It's very European, without being pretentious in the least.
Now on to the important stuff: the food! My first time at the Fat Hen was on a Friday, so they didn't have their full brunch menu offered. Still, they have a lovely selection of baked egg dishes -- quite an underrated dish, if you ask me! I chose "in camicia:" solea tomato, mozzarella, and basil. The baked eggs come with plenty of crusty baguette slices to sop up all the ooey gooey goodness. The second time I went was for their Friday dinner. I respect that they only have one night for dinner thus far, as they are taking their opening slow and figuring out how to work with their small space. I ordered a glass of white wine and the "cotoletta di vitello:" veal cutlet breaded with tender greens and lemon. This dish was hearty, a generous portion. It actually conjured up memories of meals in Austria and Germany. I also split an antipasti dish -- the gorgonzola piccante. The fancy name was a bit misleading, for it was just a deconstructed tartine sort of dish with slices of pears, bits of cheese (not enough!) and bread. Not impressed, but that's the only way they disappointed. And lastly, I had a Sunday brunch of my favorite: eggs benedict! Although I opted for spinach instead of ham. I approve of their hollandaise sauce, and on the side, the roasted new potatoes were just perfect! Not dry and plenty of flavor.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
French Dips: Not Just for Old People

Not the French Dip; couldn't find a photo of it ... But their BBQ pulled pork sandwich looks equally as appetizing.
VOLUNTEER PARK CAFE
Neighborhood: Capitol Hill
Cuisine: Cafe fare
Cost: I spent $15 on my sandwich and iced tea
For some reason I connote the French Dip with seniors. I just picture them ordering it all the time at bland diners in small towns all across America. Quite unfair of me, now that I know that the most perfect French Dip ever exists at Volunteer Park Cafe.
As you can probably assume, I never order French Dips, so what compelled me to order one yesterday for lunch is beyond me. But I did. And let me tell you, I wolfed it.
The bread was a crusty baguette and held its own; it was perfect for dipping into the au jus. The roast beef (made in-house) was smoky and hot. It was accompanied by caramelized sweet onions and Gruyere. Everything was satisfyingly melty. The sandwich is served with horseradish cream sauce, so obviously I smothered every bite with that stuff.
Call me a senior citizen if you want -- I'm going back for more French Dips.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
A Night of Firsts

STAPLE & FANCY MERCANTILE
Neighborhood: Ballard
Cuisine: Italian
Cost: Spendy
I arrived at Staple & Fancy Mercantile on a blustery autumn evening, early for my party's reservation, but seated right away. It took awhile for someone to take my much-needed drink order or offer me bread like the chic older woman to my right. The server who poured my water was icily silent; a bad omen? The space was a bit loud, probably because the kitchen is out in the open; but it was nice to be able to observe everything going on.
I realized, this was my first time at an Ethan Stowell restaurant, famed Seattle restauranteur! No sign of Ethan himself though. Once someone did come to take my drink order, I chose the Concerdo Fresco, which had Moscato d'Asti (I'm a big fan) and lime. It was delicious and made my mouth pucker a bit. Finally one of my party members arrived and we began our ascent into seafood heaven. The occasion for Staple & Fancy was Seattle Restaurant Week, when you can get a three-course meal for $28 -- such a steal. The menus are usually pre-fixe, so for the antipasti course, our server delivered our first surprise: soft boiled eggs with aoli and anchovies. Anchovies.... hmm. Not the most elegant food. But the salt factor brought the whole little dish together like wow. Then the server brought us... fried oysters! Never have I tried such a thing. It tasted like a hot and savory ocean. Weird. But good.
But wait! There's more. Next she brought us what is pictured above: grilled sardines with fennel, parsley, and lemon. Apart from having no clue how to avoid those damn little fish bones, it was delicious. Then she showed up with another plate! Very thinly sliced beef tongue, topped with a little salad. Woah. Not expecting this one. I had never tried tongue before as it has always seemed pretty disgusting to me... But I bucked up and ate it. And I liked it! What a great flavor; very rich. However, the fact that I was eating a cow's tongue lingered in my head and I couldn't shrug it off.
By this time, my friend and I were kind of stuffed. And we still had to get through two more courses. Our entrees arrived: I had ordered the gnocchi with chanterelles and chilies. I'm a bit wary saying this, but I think it was the best gnocchi I've ever had. Gnocchi isn't my favorite thing to eat, probably because I've had some bad gnocchi in the past.... super chewy, pasty, flavorless. But Ethan Stowell's gnocchi... it's on a whole other level. Each dumpling was perfectly cooked. And perfectly paired with the spiciness of the chilies, the earthiness of the mushrooms, and the saltiness of the parmesan cheese.
And for dessert a petite little pot of chocolate pudding. Real chocolate, mind you.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Top Picks for Seattle Restaurant Week
{photo from Anchovies & Olives}I want to go to...
Anchovies & Olives
Cafe Campagne
Chez Shea
Etta's Seafood
How To Cook A Wolf
Luc
Mistral Kitchen
Place Pigalle
Staple & Fancy Mercantile
Tilth
Volterra
I recommend...
Bastille Cafe & Bar
Branzino Restaurant
Branzino Restaurant
Dahlia Lounge
Golden Beetle
Lola Seattle
Maximilien
Poppy
Sazerac
Toulouse Petit Kitchen & Lounge
See more participating restaurants.
See more participating restaurants.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
My Favorite Restuarant in Seattle

CANLIS
Neighborhood: Queen Anne
Cuisine: Pacific Northwest
Cost: Pricey. I'll just leave it at that.
"Hello, ladies, I'd like to tell you that the sommeliers sent over this bottle of Chateau St. Jean Chardonnay," said Nelson, the wine director at Canlis, as he presented the green bottle with appropriate decorum. "Kevin is an opera singer and has two Westies. Phillip has a lab and, I forget the name of the other, but it starts with an M." A conversation nothing short of expected at Canlis, Seattle's favorite go-to for fine dining and feeling like the most well-loved customer.
From its exclusive spot overlooking Lake Union, to its $10,000 bottles of wine, to its strict dress code (get over it, Seattle), to its celebrity patrons (Ich-i-ro, Ich-i-ro!), one might be a bit anxious in approaching this Pacific Northwest foodie landmark.
And rightly so. I remember the first time I dined at Canlis: I entered the hushed space, free from the noise of Aurora traffic, to hear piano music playing somewhere in the distance. The decor: serene and luxe. I looked down at my heels and scolded myself for not choosing my fancier pair.
But that feeling of nervousness fades away when greeted by the host, who is not snooty as you might expect, but warm and welcoming. Often, one of the owners of Canlis will be standing with them, and may actually seat you.
I guess that's the magic of Canlis: no matter who you are--recent college grad knee deep in student loans, or old money heir with a yacht or two--they make you feel like a gazillion bucks.
I mentioned piano music. Every night, Canlis is blessed to be serenaded by pianist Walt Wagner. He'll play anything from the romantic 1940s standards, to Lady Gaga and Rihanna... boy, do they sound classy when merely played on the piano.
From its exclusive spot overlooking Lake Union, to its $10,000 bottles of wine, to its strict dress code (get over it, Seattle), to its celebrity patrons (Ich-i-ro, Ich-i-ro!), one might be a bit anxious in approaching this Pacific Northwest foodie landmark.
And rightly so. I remember the first time I dined at Canlis: I entered the hushed space, free from the noise of Aurora traffic, to hear piano music playing somewhere in the distance. The decor: serene and luxe. I looked down at my heels and scolded myself for not choosing my fancier pair.
But that feeling of nervousness fades away when greeted by the host, who is not snooty as you might expect, but warm and welcoming. Often, one of the owners of Canlis will be standing with them, and may actually seat you.
I guess that's the magic of Canlis: no matter who you are--recent college grad knee deep in student loans, or old money heir with a yacht or two--they make you feel like a gazillion bucks.
I mentioned piano music. Every night, Canlis is blessed to be serenaded by pianist Walt Wagner. He'll play anything from the romantic 1940s standards, to Lady Gaga and Rihanna... boy, do they sound classy when merely played on the piano.
But amazing service and ambiance isn't what it's all about; let's get down to it--the food!
The first time I was lucky enough to go, I was even luckier to get a full-blown meal. I chose the seared scallops with butternut squash, hearts of palm, and chorizo. I really can distinctly remember that dish. Every part of it was so delicate and each part had its own dynamic flavor. And that was only the first course. For my main course, I chose the king salmon with figs, chanterelles, and pinot noir jus. Just the sound of that dish conjures up elegance, don't you think?
I believe that every meal at Canlis comes with the daily "amuse bouche," which is a single bite-sized hors d’Ĺ“uvre that awakens the taste buds. That night, we were given a shot glass of beet-apple puree soup, paired with a teeny little cheese cracker: toasted gruyere with warm goat cheese and lemon jam. I mean, come on. So fantastic. If that weren't enough while we waited for what we actually ordered, their house-made bread made its way to us, and then a gift from the chef, Jason Franey--black truffle ravioli in fumet (a foamy sauce made with yellow wine)--which my table received because I was dining with a Canlis employee. Knowing the right person will get you so much good food.
Another memorable meal at Canlis happened not too long ago, when my party and I dined in the lounge. Even though we didn't have a full-on meal in the style of when I first went, the experience was nonetheless heavenly. Some of my favorite dishes of the night were the Teriyaki Tenderloin (flash seared with broccoli and gomashi), Truffle Fries (with fine herbs and fleur de sel), and the Yellow Fin Tuna (sashimi, carpaccio and tartar, with pickled radish, yuzu and haricots vert).
In conclusion: Expect what you pay for at Canlis... and more! Because you never know what they'll throw at you. Canlis loves food, family, and you, the welcome patron. Which is why its my favorite restaurant in Seattle.
Monday, August 15, 2011
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