Erica K.
Yelp
The good: the drinks and the view
The bad: food and the service.
We started with some lovely drinks and attentive staff. Great!
Then the food came.
The blackened tuna was a terrible cut, sinewy and too thick. It wasn't blackened, it was very slightly crusted in some herbs and thrown on a griddle. I expect a good solid sear and bit of crisp to the outside. This was so poorly cooked. It came with a salad that was supposed to be fennel, onion, and avocado. What I got was a gigantic pile of onions with three slices of avocado on the side. I dug through and four of the most tired looking tiny slices of fennel I've ever seen. While digging, I found an inexplicable wad of cream cheese. Not crème fraiche. Not plated. Just kinda sadly hiding under the onion pile. The two sauces were boring and had the same flavor profile. Their only use was to completely mask the flavor of the tuna. Okay, feature or bug? Either way they belonged on beans or goat.
Speaking of goat, the other dish was fusilli with lamb. Oh my. Why. Rather than a glorious reduction with the lamb, I am 80% certain that it was a jar of Ragu. Not ragout. The only compliment I can dredge up is that the pasta wasn't soggy. Yay? The weird thing is that all of the food was the exact same spice level. It's like my guy, we do not need to throw a darn Calabrian chili in every single dish.
I didn't want to leave a well-recommended place on such a sour note with such tragic food, so I finally, finally managed to flag down a waiter so we could get a dessert and coffee.
Dear reader, he handed me the menu and never returned. Fifteen minutes. Twenty. And I stalked to the front of the house and said, do we pay up front? Yes, I know it's an insult. It was deliberate.
This is the sort of place that tries to be fancy for people who know nothing about food. It's so very sub par, from the menu itself to the execution to the service, it was sadder than the limp fennel hiding in the onion pile.