going out to dinner in a small tourist town is a bit of a coin toss. add risk for a friday night at the beginning of the busy season. i'm not a gambler so rather than rolling the dice i played it safe by slipping some left over ribs under the broiler, slathered with mae ploy, as a snack before heading out. never embark on a dinner out here on a empty stomach. wise choice, as it turned out...
our first choice Cask & Schooner was packed. festive and noisy. i've known the hostess for nearly two decades and she'd have snuck us in at the expense of tourists ahead of us but we decided otherwise. we were out with friday harbor's favorite vet Doc Sonja Hills and her hubby Andy. i'm partial to our town's well established cash cow spots where the food is always good enough, decent service, specific dishes that i know i like, stuff i'd never prepare at home. Downriggers is one. the sourdough loaf stuffed with creamy chowder, a reuben, fish and chips and a cold beer. or a humongous beef burrito from Mi Casita. my son would back me on these two choices while my wife would opt for the Backdoor Kitchen or Duck Soup, both excellent. Andy pointed to The Place just across the street and off we went. our first time there. a counter point to the noise and confusion at Cask. quiet, relaxed, a stunning view, good service, tasty food. me being the american cochon voids my opinion on serving sizes. so i defer to my wife who loved her breaded, baked oyster plate but was bummed there were only 8 smallish oysters. my halibut with a thai coconut curry sauce was delish and the asparagus to die for. portion size irrevelant as my rib snack did it's trick.