We were going to go back to Pair for dinner, but then I discovered the owners of Pair opened this new place down the street. How can you resist a name like Frank’s Oyster House and Champagne Parlor? I sure couldn’t. We had to try it.
We didn’t have any champagne (horrors!) because we got thoroughly distracted by the cocktail list. Jon had a Scofflaw, with bourbon and pomegranate, which he liked very much. I ordered something called a Dover-Calais – maybe this is what you drink to ward off seasickness on the crossing? – and I liked it very much as well. It was a concoction of Hendrick’s gin, chartreuse and elderflower, and it was interestingly floral and dry.
Oysters seemed like a requirement, so we got just a half dozen assorted. There were Kumomotos, Olympias and Kusshi, served on a clever little tray of ice, and they were lovely (apart from a few loose bits of shell). The gin-lillet mignonette was nice, but not really necessary.
Razor clam fritters with saffron aioli. Nothing not to like here.
So many things we wanted to try! But to finish, we settled for a shared New York steak with horseradish sauce, a side of creamed kale and a pile of blazingly hot fries, with a nice inexpensive Bordeaux. We figure we’ll just have to come back to try everything else. And we definitely are coming back: not only was the food tasty, but I loved the decor, and the service was actually rather impeccable. We showed up shortly after they opened, but the place filled up rapidly, both the lounge and the dining room – so I’m hopeful that Frank’s will stick around for a while.