Since I was in Charlotte for business, I went to Zagat to look up restaurants and found top marks for Barrington's. It was only 20-minutes from my hotel so I called for a reservation and was fortunate to get in. It is an intimate room with soft lighting and a small bar. Don't expect to walk in off the street and get a seat. From the moment I entered to the moment I left, it was a perfect dining experience, except for a raucous party, but I'll get to that in a moment.
The waitstaff provided excellent service, answering questions, giving me recommendations based on my likes and dislikes, allowing me to sample a potential choice of wine before deciding, and checking in on me without being obtrusive.
The meal was outstanding. I started with a half-portion of the portobello mushroom soup with fresh thyme, Hen of the Woods, roasted garlic and truffled whipped cream. It was rich and savory and just enough to allow me to move on to my main course. I asked what the most popular entree is and was told the roast chicken. Now I know why it's so popular. It was delicious. The skin, which I never eat, was irresistible -- thin, crackling and not overly fatty. The creamy mashed potatoes and wilted spinach were fine accompaniments, while I used several slices of excellent bread to savor every drop of the garlic pan sauce. Dessert was a raspberry filled "Pop Tart" with lemon ice cream, candied lemon zest and a shot glass of Hickory Farm organic milk to wash it down. Yum. Finishing with a cappuccino was a nice end to the meal, especially because the bill was under $60, a bargain for this quality of food and service.
Fortunately I was pretty well finished when a large family group came in for what appeared to be a combined birthday party for grandparents and a girl's Sweet 16. They were very loud, snapped more photos with flash in five minutes than the paparazzi, and spoiled the room's vibe. How they dealt with them I don't know because I headed back to my hotel.
On the opposite end of the scale were a quiet, sweet elderly couple, dressed to the nines, who must have been regulars as everyone knew them. Such familiarity, coupled with my own experience, told me I need to come to Charlotte again soon for another dinner at Barrington's.
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