I had the snacks, porridge bread, whitefish soup, duck and dumplings, confit mushrooms, cheese course, and was generously given a piece of their gooey butter cake to finish off. To drink I tried two of their signature cocktails, the Orchard ## (I forget the numbers, please forgive me), Our Martini, and then finished off with a glass of port. Everything was a hit. No misses whatsoever in food or drink. The martini will punch you in the face and you will ask kindly for more--a word of warning, this drink was more of an experience than an accompaniment to the food, for me. The intensity of the giardiniera shines through like you're drinking a garden at a Bloody Mary bar, except it's--infinitely better and correct--gin instead of vodka and the spicy veggie flavors linger long after you swallow. The bites on the snack board were all very different and special--silky and savory chicken liver pate in a crumbly and sweet corn biscuit/cookie sandwich, a very sharp and perfectly-piped goat cheese tartlet cut with a sweet fruit topping (cranberry? if memory serves) and served in a shatteringly crisp shell, two slices of tender sausage, and the same vinegary and mildly spicy giardiniera they wash their signature martini with. I saved the porridge bread for the main courses (but it was difficult). I never imagined a bowl of potato foam (on top of the whitefish and fennel in the whitefish soup) could taste just as full and luxurious as any non-foamed option, and yet. Plus it's a delightful, different take on a soup, and as a first impression it set the tone very nicely. Then the duck and dumplings made me giggle they were so delicious--little sweet dumpling pillows, savory duck fat and salty broth, the lovely textures of delicata squash and duck meat, and crispy sage accent. It was their first night serving the dish, and it needs to stay. This is where the porridge bread came in clutch along with their cultured butter: dip that in your leftover broth and you might see God. The mushrooms made me stop and think because they were tender but firm and infused throughout with this carefully balanced acidic and savory combination that was absolutely mouthwatering. They were served on top of tender blue/purple corn grits and whole kernel corn that took me back to my birthplace of Alabama. Then the cheeses with their house-made apple butter and honey selection were a delightful cleanser to finish the evening along with a glass of lovely port (apparently Chef is also a sommelier, so you will drink well if you choose off the wine list). I was generously offered a piece of their gooey butter cake, which I of course accepted eagerly, and it too was a sweet, buttery, cakey yet fudgy home run for me (though admittedly I'm not a St. Louisan, just a very lucky contract worker passing through, so my experience with gooey butter cake is limited.) Since there are no more reservations available from what I can see, you will likely find me with my face pressed against the windows to be let in to sit at the bar for dinner service. As far as price, all of the above came to $148 before tip, which I find exceedingly reasonable for the outstanding quality of the food. Portion sizes were also perfect and I left feeling content and happy (if not slightly tipsy) but not stuffed. You must eat here. Run, don't walk. read more