“How often does trout look that sexy?”
Is there anything we love more than a great neighborhood bistro?
Willpower is usually what I need when dining at Nicola’s.
Chef Owen Maass’s menu inevitably has a couple of dishes that raise an eyebrow.
Phone message overheard being left by a man sitting next to me at Senate’s bar: “Yo bro, what up? I am in a restaurant in Cincinnati eating something called poutine. Fries, topped with short ribs, cheese curds, gravy, and an egg. It is man love bro...pure man love. Made me think about you. Miss you, bro.”
We love Chef Sean Daly’s elegant and slightly bad-ass Low Country food.
Chef/Owner David Falk has sustained a velocity that’s rare in a business that demands it.
The pleasantly numbing huajiao—the keenly aromatic, citrusy peppercorn indigenous to China—is the star of this family run bistro.
Where Senate, its older sibling next door, has a penchant for street-smart food and chaotic energy, Abigail Street possesses a more easygoing spirit. The imaginative and original menu of small plates with a Middle Eastern lean owes a debt to co-owner (with her husband Dan) Lana Wright’s Jordanian heritage.
Jean-Francois Flechet claims Belgians can find a beer for every palate. For this wine lover the Liefmans Cuvée Brut proves his point. Aged with cherries, the sweet-tart, effervescent ale is an able partner to the hot cheese croquettes or boulets Liégeoise—meatballs glazed in the fruity sirop de Liège and served with salty frites.