Sidney Street Cafe

Watching my fiance's eyes glaze over as the waitress provided lengthly descriptions of the chalkboard menu kicked off an evening of the 'surprise' Christmas gift for him. Apparently, the Ghost of Christmas Girlsfriends Past alluded to the notion that taking your male sig. other out for a fancy restaurant is not, in fact, something that constitutes a gift for him, but yet another gift for yourself . So I kept this one a surprise until 2 hours before our departure when he dropped the bomb (literally) that a well-intentioned lunch at Taco Bell may have taken a turn for the worse.

"I have no idea what sweatbreads are." "You don't want them." It's always funny that he asks these questions because he wants one of two things: 1. steak 2. bacon-wrapped-blank. Since there was a filet offering for an entree and bacon wrapped shrimp app, he elected to have each. I of course, took the special which included (brace yourself) bacon wrapped shashimi-grade tuna. Well, there are things that bacon probably shouldn't be wrapped in, and I will tell you raw tuna is one of them. It was an interesting thought, and probably should have been kept just a thought. Filet was outstanding. In addition to the bacon wrapped shrimp, we had the oyster poorboy, lobster turnover, and the down south roll as appetizers. The poorboy and the roll were the best with the other two just average.

Our waitress was, as far as I could tell, was one of the best at the place. She rattled off the memorized menu with gusto and without a fumble; I looked over during our meal at a table nearby and the waitress was staring somewhere between the ceiling and my head as she described the menu.

All-in-all, it took us awhile to get into this place (think four-ish weeks for a Saturday dinner), and we're glad we went. Our final bill was around 150 dollars (with tip) and we will have to work a few more shifts to come back here again.

http://www.sidneystreetcafe.com/