Went to Bistro Basque for the first time this week. First of all, that little downtown area is becoming a hip, happening place these days. You've got the great European creperie/coffee shop/wine bar on the corner, a new gourmet shop on the same block, like you'd find in a more upscale town, and now the Basque restaurant. After dinner, there is a music venue around the block and some popular local bars as well. There is also a sweet indie bookstore on the very same block that was open after dinner, which made it nice for after-dinner browsing and finding hidden gems.
Getting back to Bistro Basque, upon entering you are welcomed by the inviting space, which is both warm and stylish. There is a bar area in the front which would be fabulous for solo dining or for a quick bite before the movies or other commitment. I'd definitely head back here by myself and sit at the bar without any hesitation, which says alot because bars are sometimes intimidating for solo women diners.
Wines by the glass weren't too plentiful but the Rioja was absolutely delicious.
My beau and I saw codfish cakes on the appetizer tapas list and agreed to share thinking they'd be average like at most other restaurants. I told him I'd have one and he could have the rest. Well, when these sweet light little balls arrived each on their own piece on endive with an inviting creamy orange color sauce, I could tell they were not your ordinary codfish offering. I immediately grabbed one and gobbled it down. It was like eating a tasty little cloud, so delicate and lovely and delicious! These little delights were as good as anything I have tried in my world travels at 5 star restaurants or exquisite hole-in-the-wall finds. My beau quickly tried to remind me of my "1 codfish cake announcement", but I said they are "balls" not the cakes listed on the menu, so whatever I said was out the window on technicalities. He hemmed and hawed but let me devour the second little ball to his dismay but then generously said I could have all the endive pieces, "gee thanks!". We vacillated on whether to order another plate but had a slew of other dishes arriving so, simply vowed to return soon to order them again and drink Rioja at the bar before heading to our favorite movie theatre in Milford.
The other dishes were "good", just at the NY Times reported this past Sunday. Nothing to rave about or even write about. The disappointment was the chocolate molten lava dessert which was neither molten nor lava, but instead a chocolate flan in disguise. Decent but not what we were expecting and my beau hates flan with a passion so felt tricked!
As the bill was being paid, we heard the nightly specials recited to the diners next to us and they sounded amazing. We fretted over why we weren't told them ourselves. Had we been presented them we would have made different dining choices and may have liked the other dishes as much as those beautiful little angel balls.