There's a fine line between a great supper club and a great restaurant. Also, often a long line to get into either. But exactly when a supper club ceases to be one and starts being a restaurant is interesting to consider, so do that while eating duck egg omelets at Din Din Supper Club, which is now sort of just a bonafide resto, having moved into inconspicuous digs near the Franz Bakery after crushing it with pop-ups
The open kitchen's tacked right on the side of the dining room, so you can watch the chefs magic'ing up multi-course meals right before your eyes.
The sprawling, airy interior's loaded with communal seating, with each place setting comprised of stacked shale that adds a rustic feel while simultaneously serving as a conversation starter about whether the druids were trying to signal aliens.
Multi-course dinners continue the owner's tradition of theme-ing meals around movies and music, like when he served a Talking Heads eight-courser that included foie gras w/ candied pear and rack of lamb w/ sunchoke souffle that was presumably roasted in an over-sized suit.
In case you just want one course, loser, there's a rotating weekday "fee fee" menu w/ items like chicken salad or this cheesy ham baguette. And on Sundays there's a "matinee" brunch w/ an ever-changing menu of goodies like popcorn and Goobers duck-egg omelets and fresh pastries.
There's also an espresso station that mixes up coffee cocktails, which should have you debating supper club semantics late into the night. And poorly.
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