it was astoundingly aromatic
it was astoundingly aromatic
Seattlest isn’t prone to heartburn, but every time we leave Crow, Lower Queen Anne’s sexy, shadowy jewel box of a restaurant, we feel a little twinge. And no amount of Pepcid will help, because really, it’s just plain, ugly jealousy. We want what Lower Queen Anne has. Though this city isn’t short on restaurants or wildlife, we think it’s only fair that Seattle have a Crow in every neighborhood.
mini-Butternut_squash_soup_edge.jpgIt doesn’t hurt that we have a weakness for Crow’s industrial-chic look, a converted warehouse space that’s open but warm, dark but glowy. We love the tall ceiling, the reds and oranges, the cozy booths, the unfinished floors. We can’t resist the sleek wood of the food bar with its front-row view of the open, stainless steel kitchen, its blue gas flames and the quiet flurry of chef’s whites. We don’t even mind that the food bar’s stools are a little cramped; it just makes for a better view of our neighbors’ plates. And although the menu is short and ever-changing, we always have trouble choosing—the best kind of trouble, we think. There’s a salad of fennel, celery, and frisée, green and white and winter all over, topped with flaky shavings of Parmigiano-Reggiano and criss-crossed with four fat white anchovies. There’s a selection of Salumi’s cured meats, goat cheese grilled in a cloak of radicchio, or seared black cod with a skillet-crisped coat, a buttery interior, and a hash of Brussels sprouts with bacon and chestnuts. And recently, our Lower Queen Anne envy reached new and decisive heights over a bowl of Crow’s winter squash soup with pear and vanilla bean. Pale gold, frothy with cream and flecked with vanilla, it was astoundingly aromatic, earthy but delicate, soft, seductive—and utterly galvanizing. Seattlest may not be able to move in next door, but we can damn well get out the pots and pans and try building a little Crow ourselves, from the soup up.
And that’s just what we did. We’re pretty pleased with ourselves, and we think you might be too. In fact, for everyday, at-home, on-the-couch, mug-and-spoon eating, we actually prefer our knock-off over its predecessor, blasphemy and all. According to our server, Crow’s winter squash soup uses acorn and butternut squashes, but we’ve included only the latter, since we prefer the butternut’s bigger, brighter flavor. We’ve also used a lighter hand with the dairy, opting for a modest shot of half-and-half instead of cream, and we’ve softened the vanilla to a subtle hint, boosting the squash and pear to the fore with a hit of cider. Though it won’t keep us from Crow for long, it’ll be awfully delicious on our Thanksgiving table, and it might even make the neighbors jealous.最後一秒都愛你 瀟瀟的風雨聲將夢敲醒 迎風破浪走向美好的明天 一切都靜靜的 場所はグランドゴル 生命裏的孤獨 時光裏的清香 そこは探してい 人的一生的路 在這裏尋找方向