Perfect (or Not): Lunch @ Craftsman and Wolves

The salad.

The salad.

In pursuit of the perfect croissant, I took a reader’s advice and went to Craftsman and Wolves. The name, I’d read on CAW’s site, “is a nod to the craftsman and the numerous challenges that one faces when pursuing their craft.” How true, I murmured, my taste buds tingling in sympathy. Even if CAW’s grammar was imperfect, its (or should I say, their?) pastries would be sublime.

The problem is, it was lunchtime and so my guest and I ordered lunch first. That was a mistake.

We ordered quiche with sides of pickled beets and green beans; a savory tart of fromage blanc, bok choy and corn; and a Little Gem salad with shaved pecorino or parmesan and a white dressing. (For any non-foodies who’ve accidentally stumbled onto this column, Little Gem is a miniature Romaine.)

Salad, corn, green beans—the words evoke a summer freshness. But everything tasted like . . . what’s the dreariest month of the year? February?

Swamped in a white cheese dressing, the lettuce leaves became leaden boats. The green beans, also smothered in a white cheese, lost all snap.

The green beans.

The green beans.

A sharp goat cheese might have added flavor, although green beans may be best with a vinaigrette or lemon and salt.

“Maybe someone’s on a salt-free diet,” Lola suggested, offering a bite of her quiche. It tasted oddly like nothing.

The pickled beets, which I highly recommend, proved to be the only thing with any zing.

Having labored through lunch, my companion and I had no appetite for dessert. And that’s a shame, because I have tasted some Craftsman and Wolves pastries and they are superb. Those purportedly perfect croissants will have to wait for another day. Unless the wolves get there first.

One Comment

  1. two beers

    Gnarly.

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