On Tuesday, our third wedding anniversary, we found ourselves on Capitol Hill for the second time in a week. This time it was to dine at Sitka and Spruce. I'd noticed that this is the restaurant that all Seattle food bloggers take their visiting friends and family to when they want to impress and give them a real Seattle experience. Since we had a special occasion, we figured it was time we gave it a try.
An open space with an open kitchen, smaller than most suburban home's kitchens, tiny Sitka and Spruce is located in the corner of Melrose Market, which also houses a butcher, a shellfish shop, a florist, a sandwich shop, a cheese shop, and a bar.
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| Bar Ferd'nand |
Hands down, the best thing about the entire meal was the fresh sourdough bread with soft butter and maldon flake salt. In particular the butter. It outshone pretty much everything else we ate that night: albacore and green beans, heirloom tomatoes and crème fraiche, flatbread with chickpeas. Yes, all nice. But the butter was far and away the star of the show.
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| Mmmm, Butter. |
I forgot both my camera and my phone, so all these photos are taken by Blackberry and then modified in Instagram and I don't have any food photos to share because the light was too low. But there were these two great cut away windows into the pantry, so we could see the food before it made it's way to our plates.
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| A sight that would have made my former-vegetarian-self faint. |
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| All kinds of vegetable goodness, including some twiggy berries (top left) that I couldn't identify and featured heavily in our albacore dish. |
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| Anniversary flowers from my sweet husband. The same colors and flowers from our wedding. |
