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| - (To the "DuckTales" tune):
Life's smooth as a Hurricane here in Pittsburgh.
Spirits, bitters, sugar cane - it's a bar blur.
You might solve a mystery or rewrite history.
CockTails, woo-oooo!
Every night they're out there making CockTails, woo-oooo!
Tales of derring-do, these ain't no mocktails.
D-d-d-danger, watch behind you - there's a work week out to find you.
What to do? Just grab on to some CockTails, woo-oooo!
Every night they're out there making CockTails, woo-oooo!
Tales of derring-do, these ain't no mocktails.
Not pony tails or cotton tails but CockTails, woo-oooo!
I floated out of dinner at Salt of the Earth belting "CockTails, wooo-ooooo!"...which *could* have had something to do with the six premium mixed beverages husband and I shared over dinner. We couldn't help ourselves: once we'd sampled one we needed to taste all six, not wanting to miss one taste of the most imaginative, high-quality, and subtly nuanced beverages we've imbibed in a long, long while (I refer you to my pictures for more detailed descriptions of these beauts). In fact, I gushed about them so much and so frequently to our server that she eventually just went ahead brought one of the mixologist geniuses behind SotE's elixirs up to our table to introduce her -- Maggie -- to her newest biggest fan -- me. I was giddy as a school girl. Again, I'm sure this had nothing to do with the alcohol consumed.
I would have been perfectly happy if our experience ended right there, but SotE also serves food, and that had been our main impetus behind coming. So order we did, and the food that came out of the kitchen was as exceptional as the libations, rivaling some of the best, most inventive restaurant meals I've had. An appetizer of scallops dazzled with perfectly caramelized shellfish and a velvety uni emulsion. Husband was taken by the snails with orrichiette, rich sweetbreads, and chicken skins fried to potato-chip-like crispness. I wasn't as impressed with my soft shell crab entrée; the crab was wonderful, but the seaweed and the potato salads felt uninspired. Husband's wild Copper River salmon was stunningly prepared, however, leaving me jealous. And I've never met a salmon I *liked*. The care put into the food considered, prices are surprisingly reasonable (especially coming from inflated and overpriced DC).
Service -- provided by the adept Alison -- was excellent and attentive, and the pared-down, minimalist décor more appealing than one would think. I love the concepts of family-dining on the main floor, more private tables upstairs, and menus penned on enormous chalkboards rather than brought to the table. SotE is an all-around wonderful and well-thought-out experience, a real breath of fresh air.
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