Brought to us by Lardo folks, Grassa is a casual pasta place in bustling downtown Portland.
Once entered, the eyes were drawn to this ginormous chalk board with Grassa’s delicious offering: pork belly mac n cheese, squid ink campanelle etc.
One single cashier by the door to take orders and payments, and we were off to look for a table to sit: seats were “grab as you see them”, there was no line to open table.
Saw this place popped up on Urbanspoon often, very grateful it was my turn to have a go!
Tucked quietly in South Lake Union, Osteria Rigoletto was a little hard to find since the entrance was obscure from the street.
Yet, once we approached the entrance, it was stunning — the restaurant certainly made a statement.
To my surprise, the stunning entrance opened up to a set of stairs, and the space was actually in the basement.
DH brought me to Harvest Vine for our wedding anniversary.
We ate there before only on special occasions as it was fairly expensive.
Food was always fantastic and we never had a disappointment.
Harvest Vine was a Basque restaurant.
Basque country was on my list of countries to visit; we made it to Spain but did not go to Basque.
Short of going to Basque country to eat, Basque restaurant in Seattle will suffice for now.
