When Abattoir first opened, everyone was excited to visit but they weren’t quite sure how to spell the name, which is French for “slaughterhouse.” And so people were posting a lot about their meals at “Abbatoir.” That tickled my funny bone.
Abbatoir: a hermetically sealed room where “Dancing Queen” is played on an endless loop.
Anyhow, the good news is that Abattoir is now open for lunch. In fact, the restaurant is open straight through from noon through 11 p.m., Tuesdays-Saturdays, so it’s a perfect place to go for one of those mid-afternoon-escape-the-world lunches. The bad news is that Abattoir serves the same menu at lunch and dinner, and the prices that seem on the edge of reasonable at night come off as a little steep at lunch.
I ordered these duck meatballs ($16), made with duck confit and ground mirepoix (presumably the classic mixture of onions, carrots and celery), served in a sticky glaze over parsnips and bok choy. The flavor was deep and interesting, albeit a bit too salty for my taste. I also wanted some good, plain starch (mashed potatoes, rice) to soak up a bit of the sauce.
I loved this dessert — a kind of whoopie pie ($8 for two) made with chewy ginger snaps and a sweetened squash filling. On the side comes malted ice milk topped with a little cappuccino froth. It’s more of a squishie pie than a whoopie pie, because you have to pull it apart to avoid getting a lapful of squash squish, but the flavor is pretty close to heaven.
Do you like Abattoir? I’ve eaten at the bar several times and always enjoyed my meals — especially the crisp-skinned trout.