We love to support new businesses, especially new restaurants but last night we should of stuck with what true and consistent. Cava is just that. For any given “special” occasion or a last minute celebration in life Cava is our go to. We don’t even live in Portsmouth but a half hour away. It’s a toss of the coin if we go to Boston or to Portsmouth. We decided give an uncomfortably close new tapas restaurant around the corner from Cava a try.
We lasted for 1 drink and 3 plates and both my husband and eye felt ourselves yearning for Cava. We were lost here in the shuffle. We missed the greetings. We missed the precision of every dish served. We missed the eye contact and wit of the staff. We paid up quickly at our undisclosed location and like heartbroken lovers we crept back to Cava hoping they would take us back. The owner, who is almost always present, was there to greet us and as it was a busy Friday night we told him of our betrayal and he gave a huge welcoming guttural laugh and promptly sent us to 2 bar stools where we immediately felt like we were back home.
Cava’s food tastes farm fresh. Each small plate exhibits details and tastes that are pleasing and fun. Although this night we did not indulge on their fantastic roasted dates, croquettas and day boat scallops we did find room for our favorite , kristin’s famous churros and champlain valley triple cream, banana, chestnuts and honey comb. Mmm, mmm.
The menu keeps popular dishes around and rotates our seasonally inspired plates. The wine list is exceptional and unique. If you haven't been to Cava make it a must, and don’t stray too far!
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