We cook dinner at home a lot—a lot more now that we have a child, and a lot earlier in the evening than we used to— but our family still loves to go out to restaurants. No potential toddler drama is going to stop that from happening.
(Side note: big believer over here in incorporating the kid into the family activities instead of rearranging our lives around the whims of a toddler. Selfish? I prefer to think that I’m preparing a productive, adaptable, flexible member of society. Anyway…)
Our restaurant adventures typically consist of our usual downtown favorites like La Familia or Jefferson’s, but when we all got home from work and daycare pickups last Friday, Dave was a man on a mission.
“Let’s try that new place on Mass.”
If you’ve been in Lawrence long, you know the ugly, boring concrete building at the corner of 19th and Mass that was a plumbing company or some other equally non-visitor-friendly type of place for so many years.
Recently, though, the building’s looking pretty spiffy, and I’ve been dying to check it out. I won’t lie, the word charcuterie intrigued me, too—I’d never heard that word before the sign on the building went up.
I’m always happy to not have to cook (and to be fair, Dave does at least half of the cooking in our house), so off we went. It didn’t disappoint.
We all ordered the “burgers on a sh*tty bun” from the chalkboard menu. They also had some kind of tacos and maybe a few other things listed. No sides, but that’s okay. No fountain drinks either, but I survived.
The burger was a-maz-ing. On the small side—which is the right size for me—and it totally reminded me of the legendary Star Bar Burger at Pachamama’s that just somehow hasn’t been the same as it was all those years ago.
And the place was just cool. Beautiful blue walls that reminded me of the color of our house; wooden tables that I wanted to steal and bring home; cute glass vases with pretty little flowers. Low-key and casual enough that a toddler could act like a toddler. (Which he did.)
If you haven’t checked it out yet, do. You can buy bulk meat there, too. We’ll definitely go back.
Oh, and charcuterie is literally French for pork butcher’s shop, according to the dictionary. I had to look it up. You’re welcome.