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South Bay, CA
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September 2008
So here I am at my desk in beautiful California on a Tuesday afternoon...when I catch myself in a Buttermilk Channel daydream. I feel compelled to write an update.
I have eaten at Buttermilk Channel since my first birthday dinner there (when I wrote my review for it). And it just gets better and better, service and food wise. One of the dinners, one of a bittersweet reunion nature after moving away from so many of my lovelies, actually ranks as one of my top 5 dinner experiences EVER. And though the good company was certainly part of it, Buttermilk Channel really made the night so special.
The smoked savory nuts, the local produce and meat, the pumpkin beer, the clear dedication to the community...The whole restaurant just reeks of a sweet thoughtfulness and respect for both their patrons and the food they serve them.
Buttermilk Channel is deserving of so much praise. So much.
I came here for my birthday dinner the week before Buttermilk Channel got reviewed in the NYT. My friends and I all thought that NYT underrated this gem of a restaurant. I can't imagine a warmer, more special birthday dinner spot than this one.
The ambiance here is lovely with the dim lighting and great weepies-esque music. it does all this without seeming snooty...In fact, the moment I walked into the space I felt instantly relaxed.
The food here was amazing! Literally every dish had a little something different to it to make it special and a treat. I love how squash tart is composed partly of rounds of many gourds and you can see the divots and rustic-ness of the gourds. This locavore spot stays delicious while still reminding its patrons to appreciate where our food has come from.
The only slight glitch of the evening was that their waffle machine broke, so my parents didn't get to try the famed cheddar waffles with their chicken. Though, the staff gave my parents heaping portions of other sides to make up for it were so tasty that we forgot all about those darn cheese waffles.
This is the type of restaurant that you can go to on lazy, rainy sunday...just because. This is also the type of place you can go to have a special night...and i promise you it will be.
Commonwealth, I love you.
To me, you represent everything I love and cherish and miss about Brooklyn. You are neighborhoody and kind and full of old friends and creepo-s who take off their wedding rings (so that's not good, but let's forge ahead), and so many men with non-ironic mustaches that it starts to be a tad ironic, and girls with cute haircuts that I am super jealous of, and good music, and really nice normal people too. I don't know where I fit in that mix, but I'm loving it.
I just love this place's buffet. It's hearty, and full of great veggie AND omnivore options. Their savory cashew masala is something I can't seem to find anywhere else, which is lucky for them because it means that I am always trying to drag people there.
I'm not a big taking pictures kind of girl, but I seriously always end up snapping a phone picture of my embarrassingly full plate when I go here. Maybe that's not what Beyonce has in mind when she sings "videophone," but it certainly is for me. And then you better believe I text the pic of my 8 lb plate to all my peeps as part pride...and part cry for help. I can't stop.
I know that we are arrived in a trans-fat free America, but Pie Shop tastes a little trans fatty. This taste both delights and terrifies me.
Props to Pie Shop for excellent placement near the park. Even when I'm not hungry and I have a big pretzel in my hand, I sometimes I have to shake off the urge to step into Pie Shop when walking by it. Those little pies are just so handy! You could eat 'em while talking on your iPhone like every good Brooklyn daddy should.
BUT I would never seek out a Pie Shop pie. I wouldn't get one of those handy-dandy bad boys unless my fatty tendencies were in full gear right when I happen to be passing it. So, without total crave, gotta-have-it -right-now-even-though-i'm-at-a-lame-party-on-the-UWS appeal, I can't fully endorse Pie Shop.
But we don't have any beef either. Well actually, they have beef...like in the pies...But I don't.