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| - The day we were slated to eat at Yardbird, I made a serious misstep. What was supposed to be a late afternoon snack (in anticipation of a late dinner at Yardbird) turned into more of a meal, so when we showed up for our dinner reservation, I was not exactly starving. Nevertheless, I did my very best and managed to try a goodly amount of Yardbird's fare, and, lo, it was delicious.
Everything from the cocktails (loved the Southern Revival, with whiskey, passion fruit, and basil--I'm a sucker for anything passion fruit, but this was especially well balanced...not too sweet; according to my compatriots, the old fashioned was killer, too) to the fried chicken sliders (on biscuits as flaky as all get-out) to the kale salad (a nice counterpoint to all the heavy food--kale, apple, whiskey-soaked raisins, cheddar cheese, all in a light vinaigrette).
We were at a table adjacent to the kitchen, which is fun--you get to see the magic happening--but it's a bit chaotic, too. Overall, the ambience is great...dim lighting, a modern take on Southern style.
Next time I'm in town, I'll be back...this time on an empty stomach.
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