Immediately after wrapping up what was one of the best shows on the Dream Theater tour, Ash/Me, Meg/Evan, Sean/Melissa, and Paolo made our way to another highly recommended place from our friends – Palace Kitchen.
If I weren’t in the air right now between Sydney and Melbourne, I could ask Evan who the owner/chef of Palace Kitchen was again… Evan mentioned that one of the best chefs in Seattle owns a few food spots, and that Palace is one of his places.
A sleekly designed, well-lit, modern-looking New American spot is the Palace Kitchen. Invitingly designed, a large open bar in the center of the floor, tables surrounding – in the back is the kitchen – openly viewable by patrons of the restaurant. Everything here is done right. When you come to a New American spot in a place like Seattle – everything down to the menus, fonts, sources of meats and vegetables, music, lighting, decor, casual (but still uniform) look of the servers – is all done right. Seattle has got to be one of the best food cities in all of North America (alongside Portland, San Francisco, New York (inclusive of Brooklyn of course), and Vancouver).
My apologies for the lighting of the photos… badass/sexy-time lighting in a restaurant make for great times, but difficult photos.
We all start with the Wood Grilled Chicken Wings with Coriander Cream – an impossibly delicious spin on the classic American pub grub dish. At it’s essence, it has all the components of what you would find in hot wings at a bar – however it’s all special ingredients. I’ve stated before that it takes a special kind of chicken dish for me to care at all about chicken – but this was another one of those rare occasions that I was moved by chicken. Their “wings” are roughly half of the chicken, sliced right in half – great bits of white, dark, leg, breast, wing – fun for the whole family. Somewhere around the lines of familiar and new is the “wing sauce” – the coriander cream taking the place of bar bleu cheese mystery goo.
I probably need to start hash-tagging the burgers in my blog… there are a lot. The Palace Burger Royale was Ash and I’s shared main: 1/2 pound of hand-ground chuck, Dahlia Bakery onion bun, fries. I washed all that goodness down with a local IPA (Schooners I think it was) – burgers and fries simply need to be eaten with a beer.
I’m certainly fresh out of adjectives for burgers… but I can tell you without doubt this is a top-notch burger. Palace’s burger well tops the last 3-5 burgers you’ve seen on Kiichichaos easily. Seattle really knows how to do it’s food… so stay the hell away from chains – get down and local.
Coconut cake! Light, airy, fluffy, massive. I am in love with all things coconut… couple that love with an obsession with local ingredients, local restaurants – and you have Palace’s damn amazing Coconut cake. I’d like to tell you it’s healthy… low calorie… but no – I am sure it isn’t. This thing is a hunk of cream and dairy and coconut. If you came here stoned… you’d be consuming a whole cake – inducing a diabetic-coma of winter-time-bear-hibernation proportions. Luckily I was just buzzed and only had a slice…