My cousins and god-daughter are in town from the Philippines this week so that necessitated a fried chicken run to, in my opinion, one of the finest tables in town - refuel on West 4th.
Full disclosure, I staged a few times at refuel, and I also worked a week at their sister restaurant, Campagnolo after graduating from Northwest Culinary. Regardless, I was already a semi-regular at refuel long before then. Everyone's got to have that one place where everyone knows your name right?
It was nice to see the kitchen crew again - Chefs Jane and Nate were always super nice and supportive of me when I worked with them. I'd never felt more welcome and at-ease in a kitchen. Had life gone in another direction, I would've followed Chef Jane to any kitchen she went. Amazing leaders/mentors are hard to find, and when you do, don't let go.
So - where's the food porn you may ask? None. I don't take any pictures when I'm at refuel because quite honestly, I'm there to enjoy the food and company. You will probably never see a formal review of refuel from me. Just take my highest encouragement to go and try them out and have the best fried chicken you may EVER have.
No. Seriously. EVER. I have stats to back up my claim.
I was just looking for a semi-light dinner - maybe an arugula salad and lingcod -- but between all the leftovers from everyone, and my current obsession, roasted golden and red beets being on the menu -- well... what can I say but it was very satisfying night.
What happened next? I'm not sure... except that I woke up from my food coma at 11 AM the next day with the world in a slight haze...
That's a d*mn fine way to start a day-off if there ever was.
refuel's located on 1944 West 4th in Kitsilano. Go check them out, and say Russell sent ya.
No comments:
Post a Comment