Friday, January 8, 2010

Final Seattle Post: Lark, Squid and Ink Review


Squid and Ink

The fam and I headed over to the Georgetown area of Seattle for breakfast the other day and my was it worth the drive off the island. In lue of my usual g-town routine, this adventure traded popped collars for gages and kid cudi for chris cornell. just the way i like it! squid and ink operates as an entirely vegan restaurant manned by one cook and one waiter by day and a jammin bar by night, offering several beers on tap and the Georgetown beer of choice, PBR. the walls are all black except for the occasional tag from a drunk patron and the only coffee you'll get here comes from a self-serve coffee maker in the corner. my waiter was in his mid-20s, had dreads bellow his knees, and spent the rest of his time talking with his red bearded friend at the bar about how he got beat up by a girl last night. i think i might be in love. apart from the ambiance, Squid and Ink offers some truly delicious but affordable 100% vegan grub. My dad opted for the fried steak and hash browns breakfast, my mother the "french kiss" french toast with a side of scrambled eggs (tofu). I got the homemade burger patty (one of the best I've ever had) on rye with caramelized onions and au jus dipping sauce. Apart from their excellent execution of usually carnivorous delights, Squid and Ink uses tasty and healthy spices like turmeric and cinnamon to complete the various dishes. Unlike Cafe Flora, the decor and service may not be top notch, but the food is first class and affordable, staying true to Georgetown's industrial roots.

Lark
Lark is a foodie's paradise and gave me one of the best meals I've ever had as a going away present. The menu changes according to season and it shows. Though expensive, it's worth it if you love food- maybe not if you like food, but definitely if you love food. Lark covers all matters of sin excluded from the Garden of Vegan (aka meat) and may not appear vegan friendly at first. Fortunately, the Lark staff can adjust their meals for the vegan pallate, concious of their very hip location in liberal Seattle. I cannot explain to you how delicious this meal was, except to say that all I had were sunchokes, mushrooms, and sorbet for dinner. Upon closer taste however, the sunchockes were lightly baked in garlic, salt, rosemary and thyme with a hint of lavender. The mushrooms were so thinly sliced and so delictately cooked that they tasted like noodles. And the sorbet was a homemade chocolate sorbet with bourbon maple syrup, pecans, and white chocolate flakes. If you are ever in Seattle I highly recommend visiting Lark, a slice of heaven on earth; the garden of vegan hidden among the weeds.