Oh, Quinn's Lighthouse, where do I even start? I decided to try their stuffed salmon, and let's just say I felt disrespected by what arrived on my plate. The salmon seemed to be filled with a motley crew of brined salad shrimp and breadcrumbs - a sad excuse for a "stuffed" dish. And if that wasn't enough, they decided to drown it in a lemon sauce that left me wondering if the salmon had been freeze-dried before serving. It was like a culinary crime against seafood.
But that's not all, folks. I also dared to venture into the realm of their cioppino, and boy, was that a mistake. It tasted like a can of Campbell's tomato soup had been carelessly poured over a mix of salad shrimp, squid, mussels, and what felt like a scoop of sand and broken shells. It's the kind of dish that makes you question your life choices.
Now, I must give credit where it's due - the clams and mussels in white wine and butter were the saving grace. But even they couldn't rescue this sinking ship of a dining experience. The bread with butter was probably the highlight of my visit.
Let's be clear, Quinn's Lighthouse is more of a bar with an identity crisis than an actual restaurant. The best strategy here is to stick with appetizers and drinks and bask in the view of what's left of the Bay Area waterline. As for their entrees, well, it's safe to say I won't be sailing back to this culinary shipwreck anytime soon. read more