Stumbled up the hill last night for a very late meal at Skillet. (Why is late night food always extra-delicious?) Lots of nerd banter over dinner… as evidenced by this Facebook brag: “Tonight, I got to school someone on the difference between an Intrepid Class ship, and a Galaxy Class.” Ah, you innocently ask what defines a shrimp as ‘jumbo’ and this is where the conversation goes…
Eric: spicy shrimp creole and eggs over cheesy grits. Definitely going to order this next time.
Aiden: veggie burger of farro, shiitake, and oyster mushroom with pickled beets and greens. (I stole most of his french fries.)
Dean’s Evil Twin: ‘ultimate grilled cheese’ with brie, cheddar, and bacon jam on brioche toast. (I may have stolen some of his fries too.)
Me: cornmeal waffle with maple braised pork belly and poached eggs. I ended up drowning everything in the cinnamon syrup. Omigodomigod- perfection in a dish!
Also worth noting the decor which is nice and minimal. One wall of skillets, two strings of soft, globe lights. The booths and bar stools are the prettiest mint green. The staff uniform is ‘plaid shirt’- incidentally, this is also the unofficial dress code of most patrons, Eric and Dean included. ;)