Last night, party of four. After a brief pop-in at Haute Dish wherein we were informed they were only serving the Restaurant Week menu, we downed our beers and booked it to Burch. Well, one party did. The other two got snagged in a maddening labyrinth of Aquatennial run-off, whereby even the cops were befuddled as to how to get from here to there with all the blockages, though it didn't stop them from cow-facing into every single car and, over the course of three or so minutes, telling you as much. Sometimes the east-coast blood takes over and one is left throwing a cellphone out the window in impatience. There is no shame like immediately retrieving a purposefully thrown object before a line of cars forty deep.
Thus harried we entered Burch.
The basement is loud. Like, loud loud. So is the whole place, really, but it's a nice space.
Margherita pizza: totally acceptable.
Pulpo pizza: a ply of the ferry waters one took from dubrovnik to bari--would order again.
Dungeness crab and sea bean salad: the fresh, delicious sort of cooking for 13 bucks that one wants more of in this town.
Wood roasted bone marrow: one of those things you know in the middle of it you'll look back on with a sort of shame, but want to do again. Sort of like when you were twelve.
Wood roasted mussels: delicious. Would order again.
Veal and pork dumpling: this was the real highlight, actually, because it made you realize that this place has something for everyone, and all of it is pretty damn good.
In the past two months we've eaten at Borough, Corner Table, and here, and this is the only place to which I want to return very soon. The others, though good, seem to meld into that nebulous world of, yes, that place is good, but are there any new restaurants out there we could go to instead?
A great addition to Minneapolis I think.