Shoop. Push It. Everybody knows Salt n Pepa belong together, and I had a lovely bestie date here with Matt M last weekend. He is the Salt to my Pepper, the butter to my bread, the Ann Perkins to my Leslie Knope.
We started with their smoked cedar Manhattan, which sounds over-the-top and douche-y but it was tasty and a pretty average price for a fancy cocktail on the strip -- much cheaper than BarChef or somewhere cooking up something similar.
We then ordered a bottle of the reserve cava. Because treat yo'self. It was delicious, but to be honest I can't tell the difference between a $90 bottle of Cava or a $20, so I should probably keep the plastic in my pocket and go for the cheaper option next time. To eat we had the cheese board and beat salad followed by the duck confit, which was like poultry candy. All delish.
The tables for two are spaced a little too close together for my liking. The date sitting next to us was the wooo-oorst and constantly looked at our fun with disdain, which only made us more fun.
This review was fully powered by bestie Parks and Rec binge watching.
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