In a word: Is Madonna dropping in for a surprise visit? Never fear, Barriques has (most) everything you'd need. Oh, and the food's pretty good if you can deal with frou.
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JM ate the Wisconsin Dip sandwich and tomato fennel soup with a Stewart's Strawberries and Cream soda and worked the January 1990 Atlantic cryptic crossword.
Nichole ate the Barriques fruit salad with a POM pomegranate juice.
Kayla ate the T-bird sandwich with greens, got a bottle of Voss water, and treated the table to pretzels and honey mustard dip.
The bill was about $30, or $10/person, plus tip.
JM gave Barriques a B; Nichole gave Barriques an A; Kayla gave Barriques an A- (see our grading rubric).
As with so many restaurants, diners' expectations are key to the impression a place makes. In this case, JM found Barriques was not his speed, as they serve what he called the world's smallest (but good) grilled cheese sandwich, with a "dandelion salad," for a gourmet price.
Kayla, interpreting Barriques as an upscale coffee house, found it very yuppified and fairly pricey, but her turkey sandwich was generous compared to JM's. She picked up some Voss, a Norwegian artesian water in a very sexy glass bottle, and the clerk told us that Voss is the only water Madonna will drink. It tasted like tap water to us, but our mouths were full of pretzel and mustard residue.
Nichole swallowed her reverse snobbery (avoiding eye contact with the BoBo customers helped), ordered a fruit salad, and ended up happiest of all. She got a plate of dandelion salad (her favorite) piled high with sliced plums, apples, strawberries, blueberries, a scoop of very tasty cottage cheese, and a sprinkle of nutty, sweet granola. It was a great dish for a summer night.
We topped off our meal with a marzipan strawberry and browsed the abundant booze paraphernalia before beating our retreat back inside the beltline.