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My only complaint would be the seating assignment. I booked a table for two over 60 days in advance with the request to have a patio table. I chose 6pm thinking that it would still be light outside at that time and the patio might not be as popular for requests as it would be later in the evening.
Anyhow, fast forward to the evening of our reservation. We arrived 15 mins prior to check-in. Patio was completely full and although I had made a reservation, we were told a table outside would not be available until approx. 6:40 (almost a full hour after our arrival).
(Insert pouty face here) However, if this classifies as the biggest wrench in our trip - I'll take that any day.
We were seated at the window, so all in all, we were able to enjoy our evening right away.
Bonus: we had the best ever server named Jaime B. She was professional, attentive, and most importantly made us feel so much at home. Her pacing of the meal was spot on! We have dined here twice before in years past and her service was far superior to the fantastic service we had before.
Okay, the food. THE FOOD!!!
This is why we keep returning to Olives.
Their bread basket and signature olive spreads are phenomenal. I know... bread? Phenomenal? YUP. Can't even explain it - you must try it. And whatever those parmesan crisp things are... Mmmm they are great!
We then had the charcuterie board: If you love cheese and meat as much as we do. Get this. You will not be disappointed. It also had spicy cucumbers in a cute little jar.
Main dishes: I had the Nebraska Beef Tenderloin (medium) with asparagus and lobster potatoes. Yes you read that correctly. LOBSTER IN MY POTATOES! Heaven help me. I ate every. single. morsel. This would be my request for a last meal if I was on death row. Seriously.
My husband had the Seafood Risotto that pretty much had every thing found in the ocean in it with a little chorizo thrown in too. Hot damn that was good! It wasn't as creamy as risottos I've had in the past, but that didn't derail the dish.
Too stuffed for dessert. Yep, you read that right too. For once in my life, I was too full to order dessert. (Next time I won't let that happen! Ha ha!)
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