If you tell people you're going to Lynn, they'll usually say one of two things, both of which are, "Sorry". Most times, yes, but not this one: Turbine Wine Bar
From a first-time owner with a background in sales, TWB's a 50-seat wine & tapas bar/industrial homage to Lynn's past making GE jet engines that stays on theme with a stainless-heavy mod/industrial space replete w/ high-top metal tables/stools, exposed brick/red walls, old turbine engine parts, and a 22ft long epoxy'd concrete slab bar hand poured by the owner, thankfully before Rod Wuz There. Tasty shareables include braised Carolina pulled pork piled atop southern buttermilk biscuits; crispy Fontina/lobster panini wedges served w/ dressed field greens; and seasoned ahi tuna trumpets that're wrapped, resulting in experimental Mos Def tracks. TWB also rocks plates like seared/sliced filet mignon topped w/ a black pepper and cranberry jam; olive oil-infused ciabatta w/ jardiniåre vegetables; and balsamic glazed caprese skewers stuck w/ mozzarella, basil, and Boston tomatoes that're mildly pleased with their reverse commute
If you're just opting for the liquid diet, there's a solidly eclectic menu of beers (Atwater Vanilla Java Porter, Jever Pilsner, Bard's gluten-free), and obscure international reds (Carmel Road Pinot Noir, Velvet Devil Merlot) and whites, like Charles Smith's Kung Fu Girl Riesling, and a Four Vines Naked Chardonnay -- call for it by name and the bartender'll usually say one of two things, both of which are "sorry".