I'm trying not to gush...
I know that Mr. Woodman has a "bad boy" rep, and that some people are reluctant to give him another chance. Just put it away now, and give the man his due props, and support this place.
The vibe is clean, and I mean that in all respects. Clearly, things have changed in Woodman World, and the focus is back on the food and the joy of creating it and bringing it to people. Helped along by a fabulous staff, this place is simply and beautifully crafted- from the ambiance to the service to the food, to the experience. And there are several ways to experience it. A Chef's table, The bar. The lounge side, or the tables - you're getting the same amazing food, just in the ambiance and ease you want.
We chose the lounge side, because it is a bit less noisy. (Let's face it, restaurants are LOUD these days, and while that can be fun, sometimes I just want to have a quiet dinner and talk. You can do that here.)
They got slammed for dinner, and I was expecting to have "issues" because of it. But no. They handled the rush with ease, and with professionalism. And if you want professionalism and charm - talk to Calvin. Running the house, this man just rocks it.
The food is creative, beautifully conceived, and superbly executed. Starting with a small plate of Bao Buns, I could have easily eaten two more orders and been quite happy.Simple, delicate, and layered, these things are addictive.
Broccoli and cheese soup with chive oil? ummm... that seems ordinary. But wait.. does that say "stilton"? Yes. Yes, it does. Thus, that soup you probably think of as a Byerly's take-out staple instead becomes an elegant, sophisticated and subtle bowl of beauty.
The lobster gnocchi was, for me, not the highlight, but it was beautifully conceived and I can understand why it would be a favorite for many. I like my gnocchi a bit more pillowy, and these are on the dense side, with even a bit of a sear to them. Unexpected, and I wasn't displeased in any way - I just like my gnocchi a bit lighter. It's strictly a personal preference, because everything about the dish was done with care and I admire the thought and the flavor profiles that go into it.
The steak. Oh, let's talk about the steak.
For once, FOR ONCE, I get a steak that is cooked EXACTLY the way I ask for it to be cooked, not the way the chef decides it should be cooked. This steak, a very simple filet, had no right to be as good as it was. And this is where the perfection really shows at Lela. Easy as it may seem, cooking a steak perfectly is an art, and they are masters here. The french background is evident, and the taste is sublime. With the lovely flecks of salt strewn over the perfectly seared filet, I sighed at the sight of the last bite on my plate.
And then... it happened. My newest obsession...
Out came dessert.
Three freshly fried, unbelievable donuts. Yes. I said donuts.
Just get them. Just. get. the. donuts.
And then you can tell me that you are as obsessed with these things as I am, because I cannot stop thinking about the one in the center -the "Minnesota Donut". The other two are fabulous - chocolate banana, and maple, but it's the Minnesota Donut that has me in its spell. Because it is so smart, so clever, so sophisticated and so perfectly executed. And simply scrumptious.
Caramelized Wild Rice crunchies. My new love. My new obsession. A perfectly fried dough, with pine nut sawdust, and....
And little bits of caramelized Wild Rice crunchies.
Don't ask me to explain. I can't. How do you explain love? You don't. You just stop talking about it and dive in.
Look, there will be people debating Woodman's past and his personality for a long time. But at some point, we all deserve to be who we are now, in the present, and taken at face value for what we are doing in this moment, in this day. Woodman and his crew are doing it right. The soul of the place is good, and you can feel it. You can trust it. It's good.
And so is the food. It's good. Really, really good. read more