I was so distracted by the aroma wafting up from the pale tanned biscuit that right after trying to get a picture of the steam rising up from the filling I stuck a spoonful of near-boiling blueberry goodness in my mouth. Ouch, but yeah, it smelled that good...
MLB and I came in during restaurant week and found that we liked it anyway. Got in earlier than our reservation on Thursday night and were seated immediately, got menus and water and asked for crab cake app to start. We were greeted by a sauced-up crabby patty on a field of greens that would make Sponge Bob proud.
For mains I had the ravioli: Delectable and respectable dish of miniature italian cheese sandwiches topped with tiny tomatoes and asparagus and blackened chicken bits, breads heavy with garlicky butters on the side. MLB had the quiche: Warm smooth creamy eggs plus roasted veggies and cheese with fruits and greens on the side. A small fire out the window and a little malbec made for a nice evening out save for the small disappointment when we heard there was no peach cobbler... we settled for blueberry and I think this is where I started