Peter D.
Yelp
The great Bill Watterson once said (via his alter-ego, Calvin), "I find my life is a lot easier the lower I keep everyone's expectations."
I try and live by that, as it keeps me from disappointing everyone around me [more than I already do]. On the flip side, I also try not to go into anything with out-sized expectations, and that includes bars and restaurants. In the Age of the Internet, this isn't easy, and I suppose I'm partly to blame.
So when I walked into Lavender Lake, I admit I'd read a few reviews, and was expecting a few things: great cocktails, a spacious dining area, a beautiful backyard...which they certainly lived up to.
What I wasn't expecting was to be absolutely floored by their food. Yes, the snacks are amazing: the housemade chips are addictive and the fried brussels sprouts and their lemon aioli have ruined me for all other brussels sprouts. The kale salad was also excellent, and the burger smells incredible (and by all accounts, tastes the same).
But I am all about the pan-seared chicken and its marsala demi-glace...LEGIT. I ate this thing, from first bite to gnawing on the bone, in complete disbelief. We planned to share, so reluctantly I gave my lady friend the smallest bites I possibly could (which turned out to be fine because she was doing the same exact thing with her beautifully braised shortrib and its accompanying parsnip puree). This dish has singlehandedly changed my mind about not ordering chicken when I eat out, and it will make it very, very difficult for me to get that burger next time. And I've never had a problem getting a burger.
Basically, I'll see you here again, and definitely in their backyard come spring.