While the concept of Belgian waffles you can make your friggin’ self is a truly magical one, the downtown Marriott has decided to hop on the “let’s make this hotel restaurant actually badass” boat with Truss, a comfort foodery aiming to lure non-guests with a seasonal menu from the former Aquariva chef and decor that’s basically soft industrial-swank, which also describes Hilary in her upcoming film I’m a Dude in This One Too. Here's what to expect from the joint, plus its accompanying redone lobby bar:
Resto: Truss pays homage to our bridge-y city with giant iron X's against river-grass-embedded panels, plus artsy, glass, multicolored raindrops. Eats begin with a massive breakfast buffet; move to lunch options like substantial pulled pork sliders & polenta fries, and finish with local clams served in a Seven Brides IPA ‘n sweet pepper broth; a Painted Hills rib eye topped w/ Rogue blue cheese-imbued butter, and the Bacon Bacon Bacon, which consists of
a lot of broccoli and some rustic artisanal seaweed chips bacon jam, crisped belly, and honey cayenne bacon-sticks.
Bar: Before hopping the elevator, elevate your mood in the as-yet-unnamed lobby bar that converts from a daytime coffee joint when (seriously) rotating back bar walls spin around to reveal a full slate of post-11a booze. Not magically appearing are always-there mahogany library-ish cocktail nooks, a communal table with pop-up power outlets, and snakeskin ottomans to rest your Uggs while enjoying ‘tails like the Pendleton whisky-sporting Manhattan Stampede, or a massive Truss burger topped w/ egg, pulled pork, and smoky bacon, then speared with another super-crisp slice that basically acts as a giant bacon toothpick, which is very likely the most magical concept of them all.