New burger joint mostly successful in first week

Portland’s newest burger joint has an older sister in Portsmouth, but now locals are getting the opportunity to see what has been so well-hyped for months. BRGR Bar has moved into the space on Brown St. that was previously a Margarita’s and just opened after what seemed like a very long wait. I made a solo trip to the restaurant which specializes in not only burgers, but also adult milkshakes.

They were only three days in on my visit, so I didn’t know quite what to expect. When I got there, there was a sign up high that alerted patrons to the location of the restaurant, but the actual door didn’t have any markings. I took a chance and entered and after a bunch of steps, was lucky enough to reach my intended destination.

Once I was noticed, one of the waiters saw me and asked if I wanted a table or to sit at the bar. I told him the bar was fine and pulled up a stool. Then I sat and waited for someone to approach me for quite a while, probably in the range of 3-4 minutes. It was a long time to be sitting alone without a food or drink list while multiple bartenders and waitpersons were milling about.

Eventually, I was handed a double-sided menu and asked if I wanted a drink. I hadn’t figured that out yet and requested time to decide. I finally settled on the Nutella, Marshmellow, and Graham Cracker Milkshake. It was the middle of the week, so I was avoiding the spiked shakes, but I did note a pretty thorough selection of them.

Once the beverage made it’s way to me, I had settled on an order of food. I started with the Vietnamese Fries – pork, sriracha, pickled daikon carrots and onions, jalapeno, cilantro, gochujang aioli, sesame seeds. Then I decided to go with The Mac Daddy Burger – beef patty with house made mac and cheese and BBQ short rib. I chose the house salad and gorgonzola dressing to go with it instead of the fries since I was already getting a full order of those.

I concentrated on my shake which had an ample portion of crumbs on the top. Working harder than a Hoover, I tried my best to upload the milk mocktail through a straw into the upper reaches of my brain. At my first sign of success, I was sold on the cold concoction. The sweet, Nutella-rich drink-ish was awesome. As I worked really hard to suck it down, I dreamed of a wider straw or a spoon to aid in my sprint of ingestion. It was not to be however, as the challenging shake made me toil like a dog with a Kong toy.


The end of my dairy dream came with the satisfaction of success and a couple moments later with the loaded fries I had ordered. They certainly looked the part with the fresh, bright jalapenos standing out from the crowd of toppers. At first bite, the sauces made their mark on my mouth. The gochujang and sriracha were an instant hit of magnificence. As I got a little further in, the pulled pork and pickled veggies added more, and the jalap and cilantro capped off the perfect combo. Lots of complimentary flavors amounted to a really well put together plate, turning boring fries into a high quality creation.


As I was making my way through the fries, a jalapeno caught me just wrong and created a coughing fit that could have been slightly embarrassing. I sipped a little water and the hack subsided allowing me to finish the rest of the dish. Happy but slightly full, I knew it would require some work to get through the remainder of my order without bringing any food home. Nonetheless, I was ready to make the attempt when my burger and salad arrived.

Some veggies were a welcome change from the food I had already eaten. My salad looked simple though super fresh and I was pleased that the lettuce was clearly coated in the gorgonzola dressing I had requested. The house made salad enhancer was impressive and donned in what I believed was the perfect amount. It was about as good as a garden salad could be, hitting all the important checkpoints.


Moving on to my burger, I noticed my mac consisted of shells, which in my world was a significant plus. There’s something about shells which just makes them better than most any other shape. It’s true. Put them next to another pasta and tell me the shells don’t ask to be eaten first. The only issue was that most of them had fallen off the burger. I didn’t worry about it and instead just took a fork and ate them like they might run away soon. Thick, creamy, and devastatingly cheesy, the edible exteriors were so, so good.

My last bite of non-burger topping shells had a bit of BBQ pork on it and the two went together like peas and carrots…cheesy, flavorful, heart attack causing peas and carrots. It was time to grab the burger and give it a go. The patty from Maine Family Farms looked initially to be on the small side, but was actually pretty thick. Additionally, I knew that while I wasn’t eating chicken breast and broccoli, at least it was grass-fed, antibiotic and hormone free beef according to the menu.

Steering my way into burgerville, I finally took a bite. All burgers were supposed to be cooked to medium, but mine was more medium rare. It wasn’t ideal, but it was still a really good sandwich. The shells and the pork added to the high quality meat definitely made for a pleasant combination that made me feel more hunter than gatherer.

It was a lot of effort, but my gluttony knows no limits and I did indeed finish my food. I was stuffed. I made a motion to indicate I was done, aggressively turned down any dessert, and offered up my credit card in a move that said “take what you want and leave the rest so I can eat tomorrow.” At $39 after tip, the meal was a little pricey – I seem to always say that lately, but it was a good meal, lots of food, and eating some better-than-average beef made me feel fine about it all.

On their third day, BRGR Bar was better than I expected though they have a few issues to work out. Waiting alone at the bar without a menu wasn’t great and my burger should have been cooked a little more. Neither is a fatal flaw and next time I’ll probably just ask for my meat well done. Also, I’m curious if there’s a way to get that mac to stay on top of the burger. Maybe put a crater in the middle to hold toppings? Either way, BRGR Bar felt good, tasted good, and came through for a place that just opened. The atmosphere is fun and I’ll be trying another patty and a shake sooner rather than later.

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Trattoria Fanny – Reincarnated Italian


When Rossobianco closed, chef David Levi promised a new restaurant would open in its place at 3 Deering Ave. From that, Trattoria Fanny was born. Named after his grandmother and still focused on northern Italian cuisine, the promise was lower prices and more casual fare than the previous incarnation. We headed there during restaurant week for our first look at the place.

The interior of the restaurant was not noticeably different from the previous one which was good because it maintained it’s comfortable feel. We were there fairly early, so it wasn’t busy and we got our pick of the tables. We sat and were brought menus which included drinks, food, and their restaurant week options. My wife ordered a glass of Santa Guistina “Bonarda” and I stuck with water, then we got to making decisions about food.

Wine came out, the waiter offered a couple interesting specials, and then left so we could make our final selections. We both wanted something from the restaurant week menu which included an app, entree, and dessert for a set price. I went with Crostino Toscano – chicken, beef, and pork pate with crostini; Pollo al mattone – Roasted herbed chicken with potatoes; and Tiramisu. She ordered Polenta in padella con fonduta – griddled polenta with cheese sauce, the same chicken as I, and Bonet – chocolate, amaretto cake.

We got to try some lightly salted and herbed bread while we waited for our food and I enjoyed watching the open kitchen and seeing what was coming from it. The crostini and polenta apps came out before too long and we dug in immediately. My bread appeared to be more of what I had already eaten, though it was cut into a different shape. I smeared some pate on it and took a sizable bite. I enjoyed it immensely. I must admit, I didn’t know if the three different meats in it were going to represent a single pate or three varieties, but they worked together quite well as one.



I worked on my salty, meaty app as my wife ate hers and then I took a piece of her polenta. It wasn’t so bad. The polenta was a little denser than what I was used to, which I really liked and the cheese sauce was excellent as many cheese sauces are. I finished my app and then helped with the other. Once we were done those, our plates were cleared and we relaxed in anticipation of the main course.

Others received their food around us and we saw some had ordered the same entree. When we got it, ours was only chicken – thigh and leg, but we were told that the potatoes would be out shortly. I waited before eating my bird and a few minutes later, the potatoes did indeed come out. I tried my chicken right then and found it to be tender, juicy, and overall pretty good, but it was a little run-of-the-mill – just a little too close to so many I’d had before. That didn’t make it bad, but it didn’t feel special.


After a bite of chicken, I went straight for the potatoes. They were crispy enough and seasoned well, but they were only lukewarm which was odd, because they just had just come from the kitchen. It was especially strange since the chicken, which had been sitting for a few minutes in front of me, was still warmer. It definitely seemed like the meal could have come out all at once with a more appropriate temperature. Something went wrong somewhere.

Despite the issues with the entree, we both cleared our plates and hoped for a dessert that would add a little skip back into our step. Soon the sweets were ready to consume. Mine came in a glass with three ladyfingers and some custard on the bottom. My wife’s cake was a deep, dark chocolate log. I started by taking one of the fingers and trying to dip it as much as possible in the custard. I found the cookie a little hard which I usually don’t like, but that concern quickly passed because it went perfectly with the velvety smooth, light, pudding-like custard.


My dessert was a winner, though I did have one concern which was that the fingers were difficult to dip in the custard due to the shape of the glass and my actual fingers being pretty large. I think a glass that opened up some at the top would have worked better. Next, I snagged a bite of hers. The cake was rich with chocolate and plenty of amaretto flavor. It was very cold or maybe frozen which wasn’t bad at all because it was good that way and, though I’m fairly sure it was made there, it didn’t really matter, because it was excellent.


Both finales were delicious and I made a discovery that they were really good together too. I finished mine and then the last few bites of hers and we were ready to go. The meal came to $74 after tip which included the glass of wine. By the time we were done, the restaurant was very busy and it looked as though patrons might have to start waiting for a table.

Trattoria Fanny has been open for about month and there appear to be a few kinks to work out still. Overall, the meal was good, with the app and dessert the best parts. The entree wasn’t bad, but not particularly unique and the barely warm potatoes were something I couldn’t quite wrap my head around. Nonetheless, they certainly have the potential to make a positive impact on Portland food if they tighten up some of the loose ends. I hope they do. I’ll be back to check in the future.

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​Liquid Riot – Beer, spirits, and food all made right there

The wife was away again and it was time to venture out for some food. Wanting to check out a place I’d never been, I imagined Liquid Riot on Commercial St. would be a decent choice. The distillery and brewery makes a pretty large selection of their own beverages – some of which I’ve tried – and serves a full menu of bar food. I headed over to the resto-bar which is an easy find since it’s one of the first few drinking and dining options available to those coming to the waterfront area of Portland.

I quickly pulled up a seat at the bar of the busy restaurant. It was close to the entrance and one of only a few available. I was given drink and food menus and took note that it was still happy hour which meant that beers were $2 off. They also had some $5 snack options, but a cross-check of the menus seemed to indicate that those snacks were always $5, so they didn’t feel like a bargain. I figured I’d grab a beer and then work on food next.

After contemplating which of the numerous brews would be right for me, I decided on the Raspy Trouble – Sour Trouble, their sour brown ale aged on 110 lbs. of raspberries. It was a bit of a difficult choice. I’m not a huge fan of sours, but I do love a fruity beer on occasion and tend to enjoy raspberries. A quick 12 oz. pour made its way to my corner and I tried it immediately. Ooooohhhh…nice! The sour was moderate to heavy, but balanced nicely with the sweeter fruit flavors. It was the best of it’s type I’d had for sure – easy drinking and pleasant.

With a couple sips of suds under my belt, I made a concerted effort to pick something to eat. I figured I’d order a couple items and then take some home if it was necessary. I started with the Duck “Nachos” – house potato chips, duck confit, apple butter, blue cheese fondue. Then, I went for the House Burger, well done – house blend half-pound patty, stout bacon jam, aged cheddar, pickled red onion – with fries or cole slaw. I chose fries because they came with a house made sauce for which I chose hop mustard.

As I sat waiting for my grub, I was sandwiched between visitors from out of state who were enjoying beer on the left of me and spirits on the right. Everyone seemed to be quite happy with what they were drinking. I sipped a bit more and then my nachos came out looking exactly as the description stated. They were a solid layer of chips with all the other ingredients distributed in relatively equal drops.

A chip along the side of the plate with all the main ingredients on top was my first foray into the nachos. I chewed the first one and found out I everything I needed to know. The chips were gloriously crispy and salty, the perfect delivery system. The duck was tender and flavorful and the fondue was cool and not particularly pungent. The apple butter, which I thought to be an odd topping when I ordered, was a delicately sweet finish without taking away from any of the other flavors. These were much, much better than I expected.

Because I was eating at a furious pace, the nachos didn’t last very long. They were just so good. I finished those off and waited patiently for the rest of my food which came out after a few short moments. The burger and fries looked unspectacular, but I didn’t expect much artistic value from such a meal anyway. The only notable was the pickled red onion which seemed to glow on top. The food on the plate looked me in the eye and said “eat me”, so I followed its command.

First placing the upper portion of the burger bun directly on top of the sandwich, I grabbed it and sunk my teeth in. It was pretty tasty and reminded me of a burger typical of the area. It was cooked perfectly well and the jam on the bottom was particularly tasty. Next, I was up to trying a fry. It’s pretty rare that I choose to eat fries with mustard, but hop mustard sounded interesting to me. It looked like a common yellow mustard, but taste was what would truly matter.

Grabbing a few taters in my fingers, I took them to mustardville and threw them down. Hot damn! The mustard was spectacular. It was ultra flavorful and hoppy with some pretty significant nose-burning heat. I would say it was probably a top five of all time, something I could eat on pretty much anything and no doubt the star of the plate. I worked on my food until it was all done and didn’t need to take any home as I thought I might, but was quite full.

Liquid Riot was really good. The only concern I had was that the burger was 16 bucks and I think for that price, it has to be a little more spectacular. It was a solid offering, but even with the fries and awesome mustard, I didn’t quite have the feeling I got what I paid for. Either way, I’ll be back to try some of their other food. It was excellent overall and I found it a fun place to hang for a while. The total bill came to $44 after tip, mostly reasonable and worthy of a return visit, maybe just not for a burger.

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Royal River Grill House – Fast and Easy

Royal River Grill House in Yarmouth sounded like a place I would enjoy. With lots of seafood, in addition to steaks, pork, chicken, vegetarian options, interesting apps, salads, and the like, there were more than enough choices to make picking the perfect meal a challenging but enjoyable task. In addition, I was excited about the water views I was told we would have during our time there. We made reservations and then headed over that night in fog so thick it was difficult to see 20 feet in front of us. So much for those water views.

Entering the restaurant, I was quite taken by the look of the place. Apparently, it was renovated recently and it showed. The interior was stunning.  The beautiful bar backdrop, cozy lounge area, and exquisite lighting gave way to an open upper level. The place was hopping and lively and it was clear why. The look alone made it a bit of an attraction even without the ability to see its outdoor surroundings.

We were seated very quickly next to the lounge area. We had to move the table to get into our seats due to space constraints. There was no moving the chairs. They were insanely heavy. Made of lead or gold, it didn’t matter. No one could steal them without a crane to load them into a trailer. They were nice and comfortable though, so it seemed fine that they were mostly stationary.

The menu looked promising with many of the items we had seen online available that evening. We passed on drinks except for a seltzer and lime for my wife. For food, I had a hankering for fish or chicken and Mrs. Portlandeater seemed excited about ordering a sea dweller of some type. We agreed that an appetizer would be good to share.

Two appetizers seemed more appealing to us than the others – Crab Cakes and Sea Salt and Vinegar Calamari. We eventually decided on the latter with fried vegetables, sea salt, rice vinegar, parmesan & pepperoncini aioli. We put in that order and worked on making our entree choices. It didn’t take very long for us to decide. I wanted the Diver Scallop Carbonara – pan seared diver scallops, house smoked pork belly, peas, fresh fettuccini pasta, local egg & parmesan cheese sauce. My wife fancied the Grilled Salmon – crispy rice cake, julienned vegetables & wasabi-soy glaze.

Our Calimari came out extraordinarily quickly and we put in the rest of our orders. For the most part the plate looked like the usual squid app sitting on a bed of lettuce and included some zucchinI, squash, peppers, and possibly other fried veggies. The portion was relatively large, so I was mildly concerned that the aioli it came with wouldn’t be enough. I squeezed some lemon over the dish and was ready to go.


I took in a couple pieces of the fried buggers with and without the aioli. I found the flavor to be fairly light with both the calamari and dipping sauce. The vinegar was subtle, but what transformed the dish a few bites in was the parm. The combination of cheese, salt, and vinegar enveloped the squid in a swath of flavor. It was really good. I found the aioli to be sufficiently apportioned as I didn’t eat all the calamari with it since the flavor was so good without.

As though there was some sort of magic going on in the kitchen, our other food came out very quickly again – pretty much as soon as we were done the app. My four scallops looked perfectly seared and the three-ish pork pieces sat in the center of the meal lightly covered in garnish. My wife’s plate was layered with veggies on the bottom, the large rice cake over those, and the salmon on top.

Based on the speed of the meal’s arrival, I was a little concerned that the plates were sitting in the kitchen already put together and then zapped in the microwave when the order came in. Fortunately, they didn’t taste that way at all. My scallops were fresh and my pasta delicious with the thick, heavy sauce. The pork was fantastic, though I trimmed it some according to my preference in order to get more of the meat and less of the fat.


After a scallop and a couple bites of pasta, I went for a little of my wife’s food. The rice cake crisp and tasty and vegetables were excellent with the glaze. I passed on the salmon, but she confirmed that it was really good. I continued on with my food. It was wonderfully decadent. The flavors were super rich and delivered even better than I anticipated. It was the type of meal to eat if you’re definitely not going out after, more suited to sitting down and watching TV.


Neither my wife nor I could finish our meals. It was a rarity for me, but I didn’t arrive overly hungry and the meal with the app was a lot of food. I took the rest of mine home. We were both quite happy with what we ate and having some left over for the next day didn’t hurt my feelings either. The meal came to a little over $90 after tip.

Royal River Grill House was very good. It was a little expensive, but the food was awesome, the portions large, and the service was incredibly fast, though not inappropriately so. The restaurant is really aesthetically pleasing and it’s quite large, but I’d still recommend a reservation since it was nearly full when we were there. Definitely check it out if you want to try something outside of Portland that’s not too difficult to get to and will serve you some marvelous food.

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​Izakaya Minato – Turning Japanese in Maine

A brand new restaurant is always a good reason to go out, but when it’s received as much buzz as Izakaya Minato on Washington Ave. has, a night out to dinner has a little more excitement attached to it. We arrived to a packed house that was indeed buzzing and were told the wait would be an hour and a half or more. However, if I gave my number, they would give me a call if something opened up and it could be as little as 45 minutes in that case. I put in my digits for a table of three – me, the missus, and our friend – and then we walked down the street to grab a drink.

We sat with libations elsewhere and as soon as we ordered a snack, I got the call saying a table was open for us. I ran…okay, walked slowly…down the street and made my appearance alone with the promise that the others would be following behind shortly once our food was ready at the other restaurant. That sounded odd, but it was true.

The ladies arrived after a short wait. I had already given a quick scan to the menu and picked out a few items in which I was interested, through I hadn’t narrowed it down to a reasonable amount yet. I was impressed that there were so many items which sounded tasty to me. A waiter came to greet the full table, offered us a couple specials, and we requested drinks. Our friend ordered a drink from the menu, my wife ordered a green tea, and I stuck with water.

Almost all of the menu items were small plates appropriate for sharing. We had a sense of what we wanted and started by ordering Garlic Edemame – fried soybeans tossed with garlic. Then my wife added Sakana Misoyaki – broiled miso marinated fish. Both she and our friend ordered a special Tuna Poke Bowl with avocado. Our friend also went with Kani Dashimaki – savory crab and egg omelet – and Age Ochazuke – fried rice ball in rich fish broth, topped with ikura or ume boshi. I ordered Minato Age Dofu – fried tofu topped with jalapeno, soy sauce, bonita, and green onions, JFC – Japanese fried chicken, boneless thigh meat, and Kimchi Cha-Han – kimchi fried rice.

Our soybeans came out first.  They are normally only topped with salt elsewhere, but these, pan-fried and laden with a bunch of garlic were absolutely the best edamame I could imagine. The frying and garlic each brought out an essence that transformed them into a much fuller flavored appetizer. They were a hit at the table. After the beans came the Minato Age Dofu. The six beautifully fried pieces of tofu took on great flavor from bonita shreds, green onion, and just a bit of jalapeno. There was too much soy in the bottom of the plate which left the tofu oversalted slighty, but it was still delicious.

Two tuna poke bowls came out with the crab omelet. The ladies loved the cool tuna bowls with avocado, sesame seeds and some spicy heat. I gave a “don’t mind if I do” and tried a couple bites of the conveniently sliced omelet which came with a little pile of kimchi. I didn’t find the egg creation overly inventive – essentially just egg and crab – but it was pretty tasty. It was hard to argue with either ingredient, both of which I find delicious. The kimchi was pretty standard and primarily a garnish to the dish, I suppose.

Next at our table was the fried rice ball. We had it with the ume boshi (Japanese salt plum) as opposed to the ikura (roe). Most of the rice sat in the broth. A chunk of wasabi straddled the side of the bowl and my wife pushed it into the pool. I thought the fish broth with the rice ball was an odd combo, but I couldn’t say it was bad. It was a rather enjoyable twist on the item.

I was lucky to receive my JFC and fried rice fairly close together. The chicken came with ponzu cabbage, sriracha aioli, and lemon. I squeezed a few drops of lemon juice on the battered bird, noting that the piece of citrus I had was almost too small to squeeze. There were at least six pieces of poultry on the plate and they were crisped in a manner which could only be described as absolutely perfect. One bite made me think to myself “miso happy I’m here right now” as the flavors of the chicken completely enveloped my brain in what can only be described as miso madness.

As I was chomping on the chicken, my illustrious bride grabbed a piece, and after taking a bite, stated “this is one of those foods you have you have before you die.” It was hard to disagree. The JFC was ridiculously good and was uber awesome with and without the aioli. The ponzu cabbage was pretty good too as a nice break from the heavier fried chicken.

Taking a left into oncoming rice, I spooned some of the kimchi concoction into my plate. I like the spicy veggie fermentation and fried rice both quite a bit and thought the combination of the two sounded like a fun pairing. I couldn’t have been more right. It had everything good about kimchi – the crunchy veggies, some heat, and a deep flavor – and balanced it beautifully with what would otherwise have been a run-of-the-mill fried rice. In it, we had one dish that elevated both of its main parts.

Our last plate to come out was the miso marinated fish. The trapezoidal piece of ocean occupant was crusty on the outside and flakey on the inside. A bite found some smoke in the magnificently prepared plate. Super flavorful, but still preserving the natural essence of the fish, it was a dish with which I found no fault. It also received high marks from my counterparts.

It took a while, but we finished everything we ordered. I was stunned that the bill for Mrs. Portlandeater and I only came to $40 before tip with the most expensive item running up the tab only $7. It was a very fair price and the food was exquisite. It was all very good at worst and chicken and fried rice were absolute showstoppers. I heard from traveling friends that the food at Izakaya Minato is as good as what they had in Japan. I have no way to confirm that, but I can tell you my meal was an awesome display of culinary brilliance. I’m going again to try much more of the menu. And soon.

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​Sichuan Kitchen – Chinese with a style all its own

​Is Chinese food an underdeveloped market in Portland? I’d say so. There’s not an overwhelming amount of go-to Chinese restaurants in the area and that is even more true if you’re not just looking for take-out. The opening of Sichuan Kitchen on Congress St. adds another one into the fold. I wanted to try it, so I dragged my wife there for a visit.  My hope was that it offered something different from what was already here in town.

The menu offered small plates, salads, vegetables, entrees, and noodles and rice and had both items that looked familiar and those that were new to me. Neither of us took long to figure out what we wanted. We decided to share Sichuan Cucumber Salad – crispy, juicy cucumbers and fresh garlic. I wanted to try their Zhong dumplings – pork loin dumplings served in an aromatic sauce. For her main course, she decided on the Sichuan Poached Fish – Swai fish fillets (a delicate white fish) cooked in a special broth with chilis, Sichuan peppercorns, and yellow bean sprouts. I went with the Gong Bao Chicken – chicken, peanuts, scallions, and a sweet and sour sauce with chili spice and peppercorns. Despite the slight name alteration, it appeared to be similar to the Kung Pao Chicken at most local Chinese restaurants.

Before the waitress left our table, my wife ordered some tea. The one on the menu was E-mei Kafengt – light jasmine floral aromatics, sweetness of early spring green tea. It didn’t take long for that to come out, and though I normally detest tea in any form, I decided to try it. It wasn’t half bad. It had a weak, floral taste and smell. I wasn’t dying to drink alot, but I must admit that I wasn’t turned off by beverage which was a first for me when it came to tea.

Cucumber salad came out first. The cukes were neatly sliced and sitting in what appeared to be a chili oil. My first piece confirmed my visual assessment. The veggies were very fresh and the main portion of the dressing was certainly chili oil, which offered a reasonably pleasant spice. I tasted the tiniest hint of sweetness somewhere in there too. I liked that the plate deviated from similar dishes I’d had at other restaurants in that it wasn’t particularly sugary.

Next to come out were my dumplings. There were five in a small bowl covered in what appeared to be the same oil that was on the cucumber salad. I tried one and it did have similar taste. Again, they were less sweet than I was used to because they didn’t come with the traditional dumpling sauce. Still, I found them pleasing because they were different and lacked significant sweetness.

Main courses arrived in due time and I couldn’t wait to try my chicken dish. The meal was heavy on peanuts which I liked. It wasn’t particularly spicy, but definitely flavorful with chicken that was a little leaner than I was used to. The sauce was not all that different than the norm except – and I suppose a theme was developing – it wasn’t quite as sweet, though certainly still the most so of the night.

Once I finished my food, my wife offered me some of hers. I pulled the bowl of fish soup over and was shocked. It wasn’t just that the bowl was massive, but it was also filled with tons of fish and vegetables. Sure, there was some broth, but there were more of the other omnivore delights than I could believe. Undoubtedly, there was enough for two or more hungry eaters. Clearly heavily infused with chili oil, the fish was beautifully prepared. I loved its delicate flavor and its ability to take on the nuances of the soup which consisted primarily of the various pepper flavors.

A few bites in, the soup presented a problem. Despite the excellent flavor, my mouth was consumed by a prickle. Try as I might to avoid the peewee pellets of peppercorn, there were a plethora of them in there and they were overpowering the dish. It was a bit disheartening as the concoction was quite delicious with a nice touch of heat and the peppercorn flavor was actually great, but the quantity of the whole spice in the bowl was just too much to handle.

I tried my best to work though eating the rest of the fish and a few sprouts, but it was difficult and I gave up. Other than that, I thought the meal to be quite enjoyable. Sichuan Kitchen used chili oil heavily in the dishes we had, but they were good so it was hard to complain. There are plenty of other dishes available without that. Our meal focused less on the candied flavors of typical Chinese restaurants and more on a version of the relatively mild peppers and, as they implied on the menu, balanced flavors. It was true. Except for the peppercorns, no one flavor stood out in any dish – the heat was not overwhelming, nor the sweetness.

Our meal came to about $60 before tip which seemed pricy at first glance, but the soup was easily enough for two. I’d definitely give Sichuan Kitchen another shot. The first one was pretty successful. I might pass on the poached fish unless they cut back on the peppercorns, but otherwise their food is well thought out and somewhat unique to the area. The atmosphere is relatively bland, but the food isn’t. In the end, it was more than good enough for me to plan a return visit.

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Salty Sally’s – Last minute Saturday brunch

“Can I take you out to lunch when I get home?” The text brought a tiny tear to my eye. My wife wanted to treat me to a mid-day meal. Sure, she owed me for dinner from the night before, but I had already forgotten about that, so a lunch on her sounded like a legitimate bonus. She didn’t like any of my suggestions about where to go though, so when she suggested Salty Sally’s on Congress St., I was okay with finally trying it. We had considered a visit a half dozen times before, but this time it would actually happen.

The restaurant had tables on the left, a seating island in the middle, and a bar along the right side. The restaurant touts itself as a bar and grill, but had more of a bar and diner feel to me, not that it mattered. The waiter/bartender came around and provided menus and waters. The menu was for brunch and reinforced my initial thoughts about it as a diner. It didn’t offer anything too fascinating, just a reasonable selection of breakfast and lunch options, occasionally with a little twist or turn.

While we were looking at the menus, we declined drinks and accepted a review of the specials. There were two, and one of them – Creme Brulee French Toast – sounded crazier and sweeter than any dessert I could imagine. After some internal debate, I passed and looked for something a little more breakfast and a little less diabetes. One of the breakfast burritos or a breakfast sandwich on an extra large English muffin sounded pretty good, but in the end, I decided I wanted an omelet. The only one I saw was the Chili and Cheddar Omelet with hash browns, and I was okay with that. Mrs. Portlandeater went with a favorite lunch item – Grilled Cheese (mozzarella, meunster, and gouda) with tomato bisque.

Before leaving our table, the waiter informed me that the hash browns in my order were actually tater tots. I told him that was great and my mouth started watering. I’m not sure there’s a deep fried food I enjoy more than tater tots, so I was hardly concerned. He left and we waited for our goods. The restaurant was about half full with a few patrons walking in and out as we relaxed with hunger our only concern. When a couple tables got their food before us, I became a little jealous, but attempted to exhibit a reasonable amount of patience.

Our meals arrived before long and I found myself with a folded egg encasement and potato puffs. My wife’s soup was topped with some shredded cheese and a nicely toasted sandwich. I tried a tot immediately and was super pleased at how well fried they were – crispy and crunchy. I threw down some ketchup and sriracha to dip some of the rest into. Then I readied for battle against the omelet. Not sure I’d ever had a chili omelet, I approached cautiously, separating a manageable amount from the rest of it, hoping the bean and beef concoction wouldn’t fall out. I tried a bite and was pleasantly surprised by the nice smooth chili. It wasn’t overly spicy-hot, but had plenty of flavor. A smattering of cheese added a fine finishing touch.


I swept through my food like a tornado, finding it to be just the amount of sustenance I needed. My wife had a little of hers left over and I went for a taste of that, taking the remaining portion of the grilled cheese for a spin. There was plenty of cheese, but the best part was that I could pick out each one easily. The combination of them all made for a small army of cheesy awesome. A sip of the bisque brought forth some creamy tomato, a little basil, and a tiny bit of cheese topper. It was a pretty fine example of the lunch standard.


We finished all we had minus a few drops of bisque and decided that was enough. It was a solid meal and most certainly enough for the time being. The cost came to just a smidge over 20 clams before tip. I suppose that’s pretty inexpensive considering I can’t remember the last time I got meal with table service for that price for two. The food was good – not fine dining, but high quality, well executed, and mildly inventive. The casual, relaxed atmosphere seemed amply suited for drinks, a meal, or both. Though I can’t say how they are at other times, Saturday around lunch was a good hour to be there since it wasn’t overly busy. Go there for an omelet, a sandwich, or try the decadent French toast special.

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