My dad called me with a last minute request for a dinner date before he left DC...wanted something American and from which we could easily drive to the airport. I suggested we try Circa at Clarendon, which recently opened and I thought warranted a try!
Bottom line: Circa is the restaurant equivalent of a politically correct lullaby.
Everything about this place was....eh. The menu is not exactly creative, but the dishes sound tasty enough. The execution also is fine, but missed the mark a bit.
I got the fennel and frisee salad, which had an anemic amount of "crispy prosciutto" and way too much radicchio (although the dressing was delish!); the butternut soup was, thematically, eh. Dining partner got the mushroom ravioli, which looked like an (albeit unoffensive) snooze-fest.
We asked for bread and got exactly 2 thin, wan slices.
And, while our waitress was a bit on the inattentive side, the plate-clearers were *entirely* too overly-aggressive. It's like they were hesitant to bring us food, but eager to take it away!
*yawn*
(portions x-posted to yelp)
Haha, Margaux, I think you're a poet disguised as a food writer...I actually went "Hmmm!" aloud at your "politically correct lullaby" metaphor, wondering what your elaboration would be, and loved the "anemic" amount of prosciutto :) Bravo to your word choice, and bravo, apparently, to the fact that we chose Northside Social's gargantuan lamb sandwiches on Friday instead (for the portions, at the very least). Despite some ingredient distribution issues.
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