Sacramento Bee/Florence Low
The to-die-for chandeliers at Bistro 33 would look just as good in anyone's living room.
OK, so I checked out Bistro 33 for the first time last weekend, and I gotta say, I likes. First of all, the decor was positively drool-worthy and I wanted to snatch up everything and put it in my living room. First to be loaded into the back of my sensible Camry would be the clutch of chandeliers suspended over the bar -jet-black plastic that had been molded into twisted horns and gathered at the base until they fanned out in a circle; they were simply gorgeous.
Unfortunately for me, my tendencies toward the mod are routinely thwarted by my not-so-mod-loving husband, and my living room will likely always be bereft of such a fabulous fixture, alas.
Speaking of Bistro 33, I just have to be super-obnoxious and mention one small quibble with the menu. The cuisine is inspired by the Pacific Northwest and has the requisite salmon and clam offerings to prove it. However. Hailing as I do from The PNW (which is what no one but myself calls the region, but I'm confident it will catch on), there happened to be a panini on the menu called the Pike's Market that requires attention.
Now, this seems a reasonable moniker for a pressed sandwich, given that it's one of Seattle's most popular landmarks. However. The home of the flying fish is actually called Pike Place Market - no possessive - and calling it otherwise just so happens to be the biggest pet peeve of die-hard Seattlites.
Now, I can't say that I've ever personally been spittin' mad over such a thing, but I used to work with a guy who made it his business to point out such inconsequential oversights and, oh my god, I just became him.
By the way, for more on my take on Bistro 33, check out my nightlife column in today's Friday Ticket.
-- Lisa Heyamoto