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15 memorable meals in a year of dining out in Baltimore

December 07, 2013|By Richard Gorelick, The Baltimore Sun

When eating is your job, dining out is always partly work, even when you're not doing it for the purpose of writing a review. There are worse ways to make a living.

The meals presented here are the 15 best I've had this year. They're a mix of review-dinners and some that I ate in my off hours. They were the best times I had in restaurants this year. Always, always the food mattered, but so did other things, like the company I was with and the score of the Orioles game.

A blow-out at Charleston

It helps sometimes, going in, to have a hypothesis. For a review dinner at Charleston, the Foreman Wolf flagship, it was this — the more you give, the more you'll get. This meant devoting the entire evening to dinner — reservations were for 5:30 p.m. — accepting the staff's counsel, and submitting to the restaurant's leisurely pace. When I left, a little after 9 p.m., the proof was in. If you let Charleston be Charleston, you'll be rewarded with the best dinner in the city.

First impressions at Cunningham's

Sometimes, before I visit a restaurant before a formal visit, I'll drop in to have a look around, gather up a few bites and gauge how long the restaurant will need before it's ready for a review. Three days after it opened, Cunningham's, a new restaurant from the Bagby Restaurant Group, was ready for its review. Located in the recently renovated Towson City Center, the restaurant is a full-on beauty. And the food we tried, appetizers mostly, were intriguing, fully considered and delicious. None of that "soft opening" or "we're working out the kinks." Cunningham's opened ready.

A traveling dinner in Fells Point

It was one of those Saturday nights when everyone was away or busy. That's the best, though, isn't it? Doing exactly as we please? I couldn't decide what would make me happier, dinner at Henninger's or at Peter's Inn. So I did both. Or rather, I had a seafood sampler at Henninger's bar and then walked over to Peter's and had a petit filet. And because this is Fells Point, a neighborhood full of talkers, I had good company, too.

A crab feast at Captain James Landing

I must have passed by this Canton crab house a thousand times before venturing in. Now it's my favorite place in Baltimore to get crabs. I only made it there once this past summer, for a birthday dinner, and it was one those magic nights, when it hits you how great Baltimore is. Captain James isn't quaint or adorable; it's just a pretty deck on the water's edge in the middle of the city, a few blocks away from a duckpin house.

The pleasure of discovery at Bottega

I think I had more positive response to my review of Bottega, a 20-or-so seat restaurant in Charles North, than to any other I filed this year. I know I enjoyed writing it. Bottega, for me, represented a crucial next step in Baltimore dining, when the principles underpinning the farm-to-table movement are taken for granted and raw ingredients are transformed into something different and special. It's a sweetheart of a restaurant, with a minuscule menu that changes by the week. I'll be back, often if I can manage it, but the first dinner here was a revelation.

An unsettling experience at the Other Corner Charcuterie Bar

One of the trickier reviews I had to write this year was for this new Hampden bar, a spinoff from the adjacent Corner BYOB. The problem was this: I loved the Other Corner from the moment I walked in, so much so that it felt personal. It hit me on an emotional level that I can only describe as deja vu. Had I been somewhere like the Other Corner before? I couldn't place it, though, and I began to think it might have been a place I had visited in my dreams or my imagination. The best I could do in the review was to admit this right away, and then get on with the particulars, like the best escargots I've ever had in Baltimore.

An ephemeral delight at Artifact Coffee

For a few months in the early part of the year, this daytime project from the owners of nearby Woodberry Kitchen was serving a very simple dinner. The menu, which would change every week, was take it or leave it: a single appetizer, main dish and dessert. One week, the main dish was a braised pork; the next it was a chicken stew, bathed in red wine. These were brought to the table in cast-iron pots, and you served yourself. It was all so lovely, and then, after a brief period when the menu expanded, the dinners stopped altogether. I hope they bring them back.

Taken by surprise at the Old Stein Inn

The Old Stein Inn is in Mayo, just outside Edgewater in Anne Arundel County. It's not a secret but it's not on the beaten path, either. The food here is outstanding. We had tender sauerbraten made from short ribs, a superior salad of watermelon and Black Forest ham, and juicy clams strips with a pretzel breading. Not every excursion pays off. But this one, on a hot summer Sunday, did. We couldn't wait to get back to tell people about it.

Feeling smart at Jack's Bistro

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