Richard S.
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The translation of their name is literally Sea Packing House, which the 100-year-old building was at one time. This is a small, waterfront restaurant that seats around 30 people. The emphasis here was also strictly seafood, locally sourced from docks within eyesight of your table. The atmosphere was cozy, quiet and warm. I selected the cod cheeks (with rhubarb barbecue sauce and smoked mayo) from the smaller-plate menu and the shellfish soup (creamy shellfish broth, scallops, apple, herbed oil drizzle). The cod cheeks were deep-fried in a batter that shattered with the edge of my fork like creme brulee. As I cracked each piece open, the steam rose, revealing a perfectly cooked chunk of cod with the texture and sweet taste of a sea scallop. Delicious, perfectly prepared and presented. The shellfish soup was also a standout, and I would love to know how the chef made the “creamy shellfish broth.” If there was dairy in it, it didn’t overpower a pure base of steeped shellfish.
I was feeling so giddy from this meal, I ordered the three listed desserts for the table for the three of us to split. And then Dana decided to head back to the hotel to crash. When the two people left at the table are Jason and me, it’s not a problem to polish off three desserts. The lineup: choux pastry with juniper and birch cream and dark chocolate, brown butter ice cream on almond cake with blueberries and arctic thyme, and lemon posset infused with tonka bean with plum and black currant sorbet. The two of us were bouncing among these three dessert plates, trading bites and comments. They were all interesting and delicious, but the lemon posset really stands out for me. Our waitress and the chef were very friendly and I peppered them with questions and praise. I would have given the food alone a very high 4.9, but it was the staff and atmosphere that pushed it to the High Five. 5/5.