This week's tablehopper: peeling out.
At Una Pizza Napoletana.
TGIF. I could use a few things, like an extra day in the week to get all my work done, and write a second review for today, damn. I’d like someone to answer all these emails for me, thanks. And yes, I guess I could use a drink. Since I figured you might need one as well, today’s fresh meat is exactly where you can find a cure for what ails you. (I’m also doing a giveaway in the sugar mama for a party later this month, rock on.)
Tomorrow is FallFest, but I’m actually going to be filming with the Food Network Canada team again for their show, Eat St. I know, exciting! Yesterday I was stuffing my face with a porchetta sandwich from RoliRoti—oh so terrible, right? And tomorrow is looking like…lumpia! (The segment is about street food, and will be airing in Spring 2011.)
Oh, and Wednesday night, I finally got a chance to visit the latest pizza church, Una Pizza Napoletana, for a pie. Two words: mamma mia.
New Restaurant Reviews (I'm looking for somewhere new to eat)
As soon as you wander into THERMIDOR on Mint Plaza, with one look at the Saarinen tulip fiberglass chairs, the little “reserved” signs on the white-tableclothed tables, the skinny black ties on the servers, and you’re like, “Yes, I’d like to begin my meal with a cocktail. Maybe two.” (Your fear factor for butter should drop in a few moments as well.) The vibe all fits with the mad-for-Mad Men zeitgeist happening right now—no comment about any affairs you’re suddenly inspired to embark on.
Owners Bruce Binn and Neil Jorgensen (Spork) obviously have an affinity for the way things were. As you peruse the menu under the light of the chrome Sciolari chandeliers, you could easily make a night of all the $6 hors d’oeuvres. My favorites are the pommes dauphine—hot, fluffy, potato croquettes with a custard-like filling that you dunk luxuriously into the accompanying lobster butter (seriously, bring me a spoon so I can finish every drop). The chips and caviar may not fill you up, but they’re like a mini-trip to New England, a perfectly crisp chip topped with smoked trout, little pink roe, a dollop of crème fraîche, and a brunoise of shallot.
While I was excited to see celery Victor on the menu, the kitchen’s fried take on the execution came out a bit sodden, and the celery was too fibrous. The crostinos, a trio of thick crostini with a slathering of shredded short rib “ragu,” were dry and coarse to eat—a bit indelicate compared to the luxe touch of the other options. Spork regulars will be happy to see the well-executed goat cheese fritters on there. And another item everyone is fired up to see: chef Binn’s Parker House rolls (the man has a way with carbs—his pastas are also always notable).
I adored the Caesar salad ($10), a clever presentation with the crisp and cool romaine cut crossways, covered with a flurry of breadcrumbs, Parmesan cheese, and a feisty, garlicky dressing. (I just wish the server asked if I’d like some fresh cracked pepper—this is exactly the kind of place where I want to see the BIG grinder come out.) The Cobb salad ($14) I had at lunch, however, didn’t wow me with its deconstructed presentation: a Cobb is good (in my book, at least) by the alchemy of all the ingredients coming together, the blue cheese dressing, the egg, the avocado… This salad was too much work.
Shall we talk about the butter? Okay, let’s. The namesake Thermidor ($32) was intense, a sliced half of lobster baked in its shell, and then finished with a brandy-béchamel sauce. It was so rich, I could only bear a few bites—and while I know that Maine lobster was sourced with love and care, I don’t think this execution does the crustacean justice. The lobster-potato gratin on the side was so damned good, but I couldn’t help but feel like it was out to kill me. My accompanying carrots were also taking a swim in the deep end of a pool of butter. Another butter bath was the lobster roll ($17) I had for lunch—while the brioche bun was a thing of beauty, ditto on the tender lobster, the entire presentation was just overtaken with butter—I could feel it in between my teeth when I took a bite.
Since the opening pastry chef, Kyle Caporicci, has moved on, I’m not going to go into the desserts since we’ll have to see what direction the pastry program goes in. One cool new thing they’re doing is a little lunch stand on the Plaza, where you can pick up carnitas tacos, or a fried chicken sandwich (follow their Twitter feed for updates). Speaking of lunch, there are a few tables that look out onto the Plaza—request them if you can.
I like the lively U-shaped bar, with plenty of seats so you can get into some trouble with the well-executed and fresh cocktails ($9)—I think it would be a great first date spot or post-work meet-up for drinks and bites. (There are also some nice beers to choose from—although I find the wines by the glass clock in as too spendy—the cocktails are oddly a better deal.) And while the lighting of the dining room is slightly dim and atmospheric, the rustic (and, er, anachronistic) panels of Douglas fir from an old church in Oakland and concrete elements keep it masculine—I could see closing a deal over a pork chop here. What kind of deal? Well, that depends on whether we’re talking about dinner with Pete Campbell, or Don Draper.
Thermidor - 8 Mint Plaza San Francisco - 415-896-6500
the sugar mama
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