Spokane is a cool spot on the breathtaking highway from Seattle to Montana, one that sees rainforest, rocky canyons, prairie and rolling mountains all in one drive. I looked up Mizuna the day before and was looking forward to it all morning; the only downer was that we showed up at 3:45pm, and had to pick from the Midday menu, which was considerably pared down from even the lunch menu. We made do…
To start, we ordered a half-size of the cheese platter. This wasn’t on the menu, and they only charged us SIX DOLLARS for four amazing cheeses, figs, fennel crisps and a lovely saffron honey that brightened every bite.
We still had five hours of driving, but couldn’t eat a meal like this without a bottle of wine, so we indulged in a Washington state Syrah. The patio stretched across the alley in a pretty, urbane sort of way, and the weather was perfect.
I had the Sirloin and Prosciutto Burger, which was topped with melted brie and caramelized onions on a nice crusty bun. Really juicy (though slightly under-seasoned) patty, with a topping combo that can’t be beat. I chose the soup, which ended up being the only truly lackluster part of the whole experience.
Ashley’s portobello and gorgonzola sandwich, served with the star of the whole meal, a side of truffle fries. These were the best fries I’ve ever had. Perfectly thin and crisp without being greasy, and tossed in truffle oil to make them the most supremely decadent side treat ever. The sandwich was good too, but stood in the shadow of greatness.
Hopefully next next time I get there in time for dinner, but there are no complaints about this late lunch.