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| The whimsical peach concoction with whiskey |
Imagine a place of fanciful cocktails, whimsy in the form of liquid sustenance. Crystal glasses glow on backlit shelves, high-backed booths engulf you, the low din surrounds you. Hushed voices, loud laughter. Modern chandeliers drip down mystery like fairy dust, sprinkling the crowd and allowing them to be the sophisticates they wish to be, even for just one night.
I’ve said I enjoy a good mystery, and The Aviary has me intrigued. You will not find a single establishment like it in the city; though I'm sure there will be some that try. The Aviary has us all wrapped around her pinky finger, because she’s so fantastical, so insurmountable to achieve; we can’t help but indulge and then crave for more.
And the hunt to get there is just foreplay to the feast. With the unnamed door hidden within the outdoor patio, ensconced by large manicured shrubbery, even those wanting to be privy had to ask if they were in the right place. While walk-ins aren’t declared unfit, The Aviary allures you to reserve a table via same-day email reservation request. It’s not a guarantee, just a carrot to dangle. Another carrot ~ the possible invitation to the downstairs Office, which has you hoping wishing praying (really?) that you are one of the chosen. If you’re one for exclusivity, the Achatz Empire is the place to be. And that’s not exactly an insult ~ see sidebar: If I don’t love it, I don’t write about it, simple as that.
Foodie friend and I both indulged in the 3-drink prix fixe tasting menu ($45), an easy choice for those wishing for a sampling, made even more enticing as you can’t order all of these cocktails a la carte.
My choices:
~ Margarita with spiced ice cubes, which gave the drink a crescendoing kick ~
~ A peach and whisky concoction, complete with spheres of subtly flavored peach ice ~
~ An horchata spiced just right, similar enough to your local Mexican lunch joint’s, but elevated to include a more complex cinnamon and spicy aroma ~
We also indulged in the “bites”, sampling the melt-in-your-mouth pork belly, the beautiful wagyu, the scallop, and foie gras among others. Each was impressive ~ packing a punch in each bite-sized delicacy, with obvious excruciating attention paid to taste, texture, and appearance.
The Aviary is a place you take your date as you sweep her off her feet, your foodie friends who appreciate subtly and creativity in their food and drink, even in the form of $20 cocktails. It is one part mad scientist, one part innovation, and one part intrigue.
P.S. ~ I haven’t forgotten I still owe a California "treats" post to give credit where credit is due. Stay tuned.