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| - Thumbs WAY up on the Bar Bites menu- don't be afraid to go alone! I'm a Nocaholic. When I'm in town, I go. It isn't optional. But imagine my disappointment when my dinner date had to rush out of town on emergency. I'm down with the single, but eating my myself in a restaurant? meh. Shouldn't have been worried. Of course, this is NOCA. So noticing my twitter mention of the issue, Chef Chris tweets at me to come on in anyways, and sit at the bar.
I realize this is the perfect idea, and go anyways.
As always, I am greeted by name- a glass of proseco is placed in my hand,and the service stays consistently awesome all night.
The amuse bouche is avocado foam and radish, which is spicy but light like air. perfect start.
The food is... ridiculous. I option for the chicken egg which is as everyone else says, insane. The egg is perfectly cooked, the bacon is what all other bacon aspires to be, and the brioche is appropriately indulgent.
A demitasse of soup arrives and like always, I'm pretty sure "cloud" was one of the ingredients.
For dinner, I actually chose the hamachi two ways off the app menu. A few thick slices of yellowtail, with slightly crunchy panko and then an encrusted hamachi collar. Homemade ponzu. It's divine and perfect yin and yang.
I've now struck up conversation with the bar neighbors in between watching the action behind the bar. I order the gelato, one of my favorites, and slide half of it over their way to taste.
Ridiculously affordable for the quality of food, I walked out thrilled with the experience. Slightly different then my loud, long dinners there with girlfriends, but quietly lovely nonetheless.
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