Who knew such a gem existed in the construction-laden business district I not only work but also reside in? On weekends, there is very light foot traffic in our hood, so all the usual lunch spots are closed for business — Starbucks included. Mistral Kitchen is a surprising exception. With such an unassuming entrance around a corner, I probably would’ve walked right past it on Saturday, had I not found the recommendation on a Seattle tourism website earlier (even a new local’s gotta start somewhere, right?). Having been to Macrina in Belltown on a Sunday (and missed the brunch slot after 40 minutes of waiting), I was very pleased to be seated right away though also a bit wary, given the vacancy on a Saturday afternoon. However, the menu soon turned our caution to relief and joyous anticipation.
Side of fingerling potatoes — deliciously seasoned and tender!
Ryan’s brioche french toast with apple butter, which he engulfed in a matter of minutes.
My parmesan polenta topped with brussel sprouts and mushrooms, highlighted with a pleasantly surprising tangy kick — delicious. would be back for more.
2020 Westlake Ave
Seattle, WA 98121