Fantastic vibes. Moody, elegant, lush, intimate. Also, it's in such a random strip center that you'll definitely get some street cred for telling your friends about this cool little jazz bar in a part of town they've never even thought twice about. It feels very much like a neighborhood secret, especially given that about half the crowd were boomers or older (one elderly couple, adorably, got up and danced in front of the band at one point). But the other half of the crowd ranged from 20's to 40's, and really no one felt or looked out of place. You can dress up or dress "Dallas casual," and you'll be fine either way (although I'd err maybe a bit on the dressier side).
IMPORTANT point in light of Muh A's review: We sat down for our dinner reservation at 7:30 pm on a Friday and were allowed to linger as long as we wanted, even as the place filled up with people who'd arrived for a drink and some live jazz (which starts at 9 pm). We actually didn't leave our table until close to 11 pm, but we never felt rushed in the slightest.
ANYWAY, on to the food and drinks...
The fried olives are a nice (and generously portioned) complimentary bite to start. They're stuffed with cheese, so obviously they're delicious.
I started with the amaro sour, which was a nice, easy drink and not overly sweet (always a risk with sours, so I was pleased by that). I was hoping for a bit more of an amaro "punch" to it, but all of the cocktails seem to be designed to be accessible to a wide audience.
The current wine menu in the restaurant is not the one that's currently posted on their website -- it's quite different. After our cocktails, we ordered a $50 bottle of Grüner Veltliner that tasted so much like chardonnay that I actually had to take a second look at the bottle to make sure the waitress had delivered the correct bottle. It was, in the humble opinion of this Grüner Veltliner lover, the worst bottle of Grüner Veltliner I've ever had. Not sure who's in charge of their wine purchases, but this experience made me pretty skeptical about the other offerings on the wine menu. I'll also note that there are very few wines offered by the glass, which is a little frustrating.
Our group of four shared the following dishes:
- Hearts of palm: PASS. Basically a mushy, room-temp avocado under a bed of frisée. If there were any hearts of palm on that plate, they were slivered so thin you didn't even notice them.
- Lamb meatballs: Tasty, but not traditional meatballs. They're served on an escargot plate (so, they're tiny) and are battered and fried. The meatballs sit on top of dollops of tzatziki, but their fried shells don't pick up any of the sauce, and good luck trying to scrape any of the sauce out of the divots with only a knife and a fork as utensils. Frankly, the lamb flavor gets lost in the fried breading...so, I mean, if you like fried breading, and you like meat, you'll like these.
- Gnocchi alla Romana: Tasty, but in what world do fried polenta squares get listed on a menu as gnocchi? Nothing about this dish looked or tasted anything like gnocchi. I have no complaints about fried polenta in brown butter sauce, but don't advertise it as gnocchi.
- Pizza alla Vodka: A middling execution of a margherita pizza. Any vodka sauce flavor was scant at best. However, props for the generous dollops of burrata.
- Roasted Broccolini Pizza: This was my favorite thing we ate. The ricotta, the farm egg, the parmesan, and the black pepper all perfectly complimented the well-cooked broccolini.
If we come back, which I might for the atmosphere alone, I'd probably do an off-menu dirty martini, the roasted broccolini pizza, and try some of the charcoal grill offerings. We had a vegetarian in our group, so we avoided the meats from the grill on this past visit. read more