Tonight I went to the Palace Kitchen. It was on my "before I leave I have to eat here just one more time" list. It was perfect. I started with a "pink drink": a blend of stoli vanilla and raspberry and fruit juices, shaken into a frothy pink frenzy and served strained into a martini glass. My companion had whiskey on the rocks.
Our first course was the Laura Chenel goat cheese fondue and Palace olive poppers. (Laura Chenel was the first person in the US to make chevre. Photo from www.williams-sonoma.com)
The fondue was creamy goat goodness and was served simply over a small flame with grilled bread and red apple slices.
The poppers were very good, but nothing too incredible. I think they would have been better if they had been served just a tiny bit hotter. Trisha said that the word "popper" should be banned on all menus. I'd order them again despite the name.
Our next course was tom's barbeque pork spareribs and the semolina fried local smelt. The ribs were very tender and juicy and topped with a spicy enough sauce to justify the melon slices and pickled walla walla onions on the side. Unfortunately, the glass of Cote du Rhone I had ordered was no match for the barbeque sauce, so I set it aside for later.
It was my first experience with smelt and um, wow. My first bite was filled with tiny semi hard edible (??) bits of bone. Lost in conversation, I had really put a good bite in before I became aware of the strange sensation in my mouth. It felt like there were fingernail clippings mixed in with my fish & breading. Yuck. Luckily, the rest of the small fish body was bone free and believe it or not, really delicious.
But wait there's more! I suggested that we finish with dessert or cheese, but my friend ignored my comments and ordered the "plin" a piedmontese style ravioli and the beacon hill arugula salad. The server had pushed the raviolis earlier, but the $13/$18 cost for an appetizer had deterred me. Wow, I'm so glad we tried these! The $13 portion was actually quite substantial. Plin means "pinched" according to our server, so each ravioli was actually a small misshapen little guy, stuffed with pork and chard and tossed in a butter sage sauce. The peppery arugula was an excellent match.
Finally for dessert we ordered churros and coffee. The churros arrived extra hot with a generous portion of mascarpone (I'm 88% sure it was mascarpone...) and strawberry preserves. Absolutely excellent.
I really enjoyed myself and I'm glad I got to indulge in a truly Seattle style dining experience before I leave NEXT FRIDAY. Oh god, I'm going to miss all this so much.
***********By the way, sorry about the lack of photos for this entry. I didn't bring my camera! Weird, I know.************





