In the interest of spreading business around the South End, we revisit the Butcher Shop. Have to say, we're still bummed about the (post-Garrett Harker?) shift to larger plates from the original tapas-like concept. Instead of a few small plates, we're forced to make a couple of larger choices with less variety.
Paired with the soaring wine prices here (average seems to be around $12/glass), these larger plates turn a modest graze into a big-ticket night out. We go for a five-cheese plate and a charcuterie assortment (a terrine, a pate, and a country pate of lamb, pork/veal/livers-of-some-sort, and game birds, respectively). They're nice, not extraordinary, and at $18 a pop, don't make for budget snacking. The place is suspiciously out of any under-$30 bottles for a second successive visit.
$85 inclusive for two: ouch! Not what they pitched to the neighborhood associations before they moved in. A dreadfully white-bread, older, suburban crowd half-filling the place. Welcome to the new South End.