That little cube is pickled watermelon rind. The smallest and most delicious detail.
If Hoof Raw Bar was situated next to my office, I would literally eat there every single day – that's how much I love it. As it stands, I'm averaging every Friday for dinner. Last night I missed it, and I can tell you I felt sincere regret because I've come to really look forward to how good their food makes me feel.
Over the last month, I have visited HRB about 5 times, and in that time, have sampled every single item on the menu and like a perfect album, there isn't one song or note out of place.
I realize I sound like a gusher, but it's so rare to come across an accessible restaurant where you can literally choose anything off the menu and you'll be happy – more than happy in fact. The flavour combinations are surprising and illicit conversations that attempt to deconstruct their layers.
Each time I have visited to date, I've seen a big group waiting next door for sister restaurant Black Hoof, and yet, Raw remains generally empty-ish until almost 1.5 hours later. That's probably why I've avoided posting about it. The place feels like a delicious secret still, without the silly line-ups like BH and Grand Electric.
Dishes that you must try: the shrimp toast with egg yolk cooked sous vide, salmon in a can with chips with pickled egg white, the squid salad cooked sous vide with flying fish roe, the smoked muscles, the ceviche, the cured board, and I could go on...
Also worth noting – they have a excellent selection of tomato-based cocktails (caesars, bloody marys and two other RHB originals).
Lastly, the staff have been consistently warm and generous – even gifting us a jar of the smoked muscles we raved about once.
If you love fish – go!
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