The old Decatur Train Depot has been converted to a total kickass restaurant with an unbelievable bar to boot. The Kimble House is a unique blend of old and new traditions. They pull it off in with a great ambiance and great bartenders. The dining room was smaller than I had expected and they do not take reservations, so the bar better be good! Their cocktails and scenery make it an easy wait.
My MVD (most valuable dish) of the night was the Brown Butter Sole. But let's be honest, it's two of my favorite things combined. The sole was cooked to perfection with a touch of sweetness that made me want to order another one.
|Brown Butter Sole, much better than this crappy pic|
They run a great Happy Hour Oyster Extravaganza at a discounted rate until 7p.
|See the medicine dropper?|
|I bought the whole, "the balls are juiced" theory. I must have misunderstood which balls they were referring too.|
The Beef Tartare was incredible with their homemade steak sauce and olives. The beef was the highest of quality. The mushroom shaped brioche was a perfect compliment. I am a sucker for anything Tartare. If you put a dead deer in front of me and gave it a fake fancy name like "vie la venison tartare," I would probably eat it and write about it. If I survived of course.
Other highlights included the Spicy Fennel Sausage and the Shaved Brussell Sprouts with mushrooms.
|Spicy Fennel Sausage in a crappy picture|
I've never understood Spam. Do people eat this? How can you justify eating a meat product with the shelf live of Ric Flair's wrestling career? When the world ends, what's left? Cockroaches, Spam and Keith Richards, right? Do you want to put that into your body?
|"Hey assholes, while you were doing yoga and eating gluten free tofu, I was shooting up heroin and drinking fifths of jack for breakfast. If I could control my bladder, I would piss on your grave."|
The Seared Sablefish was the only dissapointment. I think that is because the Brown Butter Sole was just too damn good. I thought the dish was a little bland.
Their drink selection is one of their signatures. It's a throwback menu with original concoctions. And the wine menu wasn't deep, but it receives high marks for quality.
|Congrats to Leslie on her retirement from media!|
|I would say ask for our waiter, but I can't remember his name. It was a bit porn-ish sounding. Maybe Lance?|
|Separated at Birth?|
One last note. I wasn't crazy about their desserts. Full disclosure I'm not a huge dessert guy and in fairness, Leslie loved their offerings. I thought they were a little bland.
Today's Footnote: Instead of watching the Olympic Opening Ceremonies, I watched Captain Phillips. I don't think I could have made a better choice. It's an astonishing movie by Paul Greengrass.