Oct 03 2008
Txori
This week I am going to do something I don’t normally do. I am going to share my feelings with you on a restaurant I happen to love. There is a debate raging out there between newspaper reviewers and bloggers over who’s review is more valid, it is a debate I don’t care to enter. What I will say is that I will only share something with you if it is something I find truly delightful and consistently good. Since July I have been to Txori six times, eaten about90% of the menu, several specials, a few of their creative cocktails and experienced five of the impeccable yet laid back servers. So, after all of this “research” I feel comfortable writing this weeks post.
I was slightly lost while strolling down Second Avenue one hot July afternoon contemplating my growling tum and wondering how the I could have missed my destination, when I came upon a sandwich board in the middle of the sidewalk pointing me to my destination. I followed the arrow and found a tiny bar that looked as though it had been plucked from some cobbled passage in Madrid and placed in this blink and you’ll miss it location in Seattle. I had first read about Txori on the local blog Culinary Fool a few days before and I had been eagerly awaiting this moment.
