Mynt Martini is mostly a place to have pricey specialty martinis in a swanky atmosphere. But, lucky for you, they serve tapas and sandwiches, too. Mynt has a couple things going for it: An unbeatable location on Fountain Square with patio seating and "Happy Days" specials until 8 p.m. on weekdays.
If there were ever a perfect vantage point to watch the kind of moments that make city life so fascinating, it's at ForkHeartKnife, the tiny kitchen at Main and Liberty that's owned and operated by some of the friendliest and most creative women in Over-the-Rhine. After two visits to ForkHeartKnife, I'm a big fan. It's just such a personal experience, like dining with friends.
Most people recognize Tony Ricci even if they can't place the name, and if you don't know his face just wait until he starts talking. He has a seductive, FM-deejay voice you've heard in the ubiquitous radio ads he made for former employer, Jeff Ruby. Working the room, Tony looks like he could play the smooth, well-connected manager of a high-end Vegas steakhouse in a Scorsese picture.
Paul Sturkey's Mesh was one of the best restaurants in Greater Cincinnati, and its replacement certainly has some big shoes to fill. While Stone Creek Dining Company retains Mesh's good looks and fine dining prices, we wanted to see if the cuisine stood up to its predecessor's great reputation.
We've all been in that situation when we just can't decide what to eat. Sushi? Thai? Italian? Maybe just a bowl of cereal? In order to accommodate those quandaries, Blue Elephant in Hyde Park offers sushi, Thai and Italian. (Sadly, cereal hasn't quite hit the culinary scene just yet.)
Our Saturday night date begins surprisingly early. Our food will be prepared in BBQ Revue's kitchen and loaded onto the train just before departure, so we have to order entrées and desserts for our four-course, fixed-price dinner on Thursday. We're offered chicken, salmon or prime rib; dessert choices include cheesecake and chocolate cream pie. When Saturday rolls around, the parking lot is packed and a 40-year-old GP-30 diesel locomotive looms over Madison Road.
Anthony Bourdain seems really normal, says "fuck" as much as you'd expect him to and answers whatever you ask, including stuff about his new book ('Medium Raw'), his show on the Travel Channel ('No Reservations'), America's food obsession and what it was like to get famous later in life (it's extra nice, apparently, with fewer drug fatalities). He'll be in town June 27 for "An Evening with Anthony Bourdain."
My neighbor Bud loved food. He'd lived all over the world during his military career and had an adventuresome palate he shared with his wife and two sons. The boys grew up not with an "Eat everything on your plate" mentality but with a "Taste everything! Why not?" philosophy that I admire. I'm happy to have savored some very special moments with someone who drank deeply of life and shared his love of it so freely.
For many of us, Italian food is synonymous with love and comfort. A steaming plate of pasta with a hunk of crusty bread to mop up a rich tomato sauce is like a hug from Mom and a rustling of the hair from Dad. As the adage goes, however, everything in moderation. Sometimes love can be too much, and my visit to Ferrari's Little Italy and Bakery left me feeling a little smothered.
I never realized downtown's lack of sushi options until just now. After Ko-Sho's move to Northside, downtown was left with almost no place for quality sushi other than Bootsy's. Perhaps because of the name, I expected Mr. Sushi to be basic and a little less than refined. I pictured a small place with few employees and tile floors. I couldn't have been more wrong.
Whenever I say “hot wings,” I want to say it in a James Brown voice, something with swagger and, well, heat. Hot wings! Sorta like “Hot damn!” but you can say it in front of little kids. We gathered wings from seven venues and put them to the test.
I've always considered cocktails an early evening libation suitable with finger foods but not the main course. Apparently, though, pairing cocktails and fancy food is a hot trend in the restaurant business. To learn more about it, a few dozen local bourbon lovers recently climbed the narrow spiral staircase to Daveed's upstairs dining room and tasted through a selection of Four Roses bourbons and cocktails.
Do you recall the time when one dined in hotels with well-appointed lobbies? Elevator rides taken to a dining room nestled between living quarters where one imagines very highbrow things happening? Me neither. Upon arriving at View restaurant in the Edgecliff Private Residences on Victory Parkway, however, I was transported to a more sophisticated time.
When you give your restaurant a tagline like "The Chicken Joint," you damn well better make some kick-ass poultry, right? Well, that’s the gauntlet thrown down by Symmes Township stalwart Silver Spring House, which has stood on the corner of Kemper and Snyder roads since 1988. That 20-plus year history represents an eternity in the restaurant biz, so the owners are obviously doing something right to keep pulling in the customers.
Molly Thompson is originally from Paris, Ky. She started waiting tables at Otto's, a wonderful bistro in MainStrasse, and worked her way into the kitchen while also graduating from the Midwest Culinary Institute at Cincinnati State in April. She talks about her career choices and her passion for food.