Don't Trust Snakes: Make it stop!

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ROGER THORNHILL

Saturday, April 07, 2007

Make it stop!

From Nancy Leson's Seattle Times review of the Steelhead Diner:

"a food and wine lover's paradise"

"this tongue-in-chic diner, where the fishified furnishings extend to hand-tied flies and photo montages of local rivers"

"those briny bivalves appear to be smiling with delight as they frolic with shiitake mushrooms, potatoes, winter squash and apple-smoked bacon in a cream-stoked broth"

"Connoisseurs need look no further for the quintessential Seattle crab cake than his golden disc of Dungeness, held together with little more than the chef's bountiful blessing. This pan-seared dazzler is fat with lumps of sweet crab, decked out with a frizzle of fried beets and sauced with a hit of habanero hellfire."

"Searching for a salad with diner style and a showman's substance? Have the house special: crisp baby iceberg decapitated and stuffed with diced bacon, avocado and blue cheese crumbles, thrumming with a high-falutin' version of Thousand Island."

"Hinting of horseradish, the finely chopped beets are a bitter-sweet treat"

"the flash-fried Beecher's cheese curds, which found their whey here from the big vat visible through Beecher's nearby storefront" [um . . . KILL ME NOW!]

"terrific terrine . . . briny bath . . . subtly seasoned . . . Southern staple . . . native New Orleans . . . Seattle's Sazerac . . . colossal kitchen . . . able assistance . . . solicitous staff . . . divine dessert . . . a creamy canvas . . ."

Was there some kind of contest going on at the Seattle Times on Friday? If so, congratulations to Nancy Leson for walking away with it.

Labels: local Seattle media

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