Lovingly named for the owner's 7yr-old daughter -- who's now going to be totally disappointed with a stupid, like, Lexus SUV when she turns 16 -- Abigail's slings creative cocktails alongside upscale New American fare in an elegant, high ceiling'd 114-seater situated on the ground floor of a luxury condo building, and rocking brown leather booths, metallic porcelain floors, and a reclaimed slab wood bar cut from the trunk of an English Elm, just when you thought those people couldn't get any more rigid and dry. Enjoy:
Picking & Sharing Get your nosh on with small plates like roasted bone marrow w/ a fresh horseradish gremolata, BBQ'd chicken livers w/ bacon & fluffy mashed, a stocked raw bar (pickled shrimp, littlenecks, crab claws), bleu cheese poutine, and deep-fried oysters in a cherry pepper tartar, aka what a dentist scrapes off the teeth of people who love Shirley Temples.
Burly Sustenance If you like eating whole meals of food, you're in luck, 'cause they have those, in the form of a boneless rib eye w/ marrow butter and a green peppercorn demi-glace; a slow-cooked brisket sammie on a French roll w/ horseradish-mustard butter and pickled red onions; and a bone-in pork chop w/ honey roasted grapes, black pepper dumplings & mustard greens.
Libations 25-plus brews (Ommegang Hennepin, Brooklyn Lager) bolster three full menu pages of cocktails (like the gin/ grapefruit/ bitters Salt Marsh) and boozy slushies that include the Coffee n’ Chocolate (a vodka, tequila, and Luxardo Espresso number available in three sizes), and the dark rum/ peach puree/ black tea English Cobbler, whose existence implies that despite their recent behavior, those people do actually have soles.
Photo Credit: William Horne