Straight ahead Atlantic style Seafood in Northwest DC.
First night back in D.C. in over seven years.
Long story, my Mom passed, Dad decided to get married, and wound up moving to Houston (hence all those #ExploreHouston entries). Marriage didn’t work out, got reacquainted with the woman he probably should have married after my Mom passed, and returned to my native Maryland.
So now, I’m back home…for a super good reason. For the first time, in a long time. We’re out wandering around, looking for a place to eat for that all-important first meal, and…well…you’ve got to have Seafood if you’re in the DMV (that’s DC-Maryland-Virgina, in case you missed it).
And right around the corner from our Hotel is Grillfish.
I’m in the part of town…well, to be truthful…in a town where massive amount of people, staffers, etc., head on our after six to meet friends, have a drink, have some dinner, barely leaving the borders of the District. Grillfish is that kind of a place.
Now, in one respect Grillfish is un-extraordinary, in that it’s living up to to all your stereotypes of what an East Coast Seafood place should be like. It’s dark, kinda in a broody, romantic kind of way. There is nautical stuff on the walls, as is appropriate.
But sitting down, it’s a decently high end kind of a place, but still causal enough to make you feel mostly relaxed.
We’ll get to that in a second.
The food is really damn good. If you know East Coast seafood, you will leave this restaurant very happy. The food’s very well-prepared, well executed, and delicious.
The comfort is…another matter.
I don’t know what happened the night I was there, but…
Okay, as a D.C. Native I am sorta semi used to how bad things can get (how hot and humid things can get) during the Summer. I’d forgotten, only because my trips back East for the last twenty years have been during Thanksgiving and Christmas, which can be cold in a way that’d freak out most Angelenos.
Stepping off the plane…literally…just stepping off the plane, and walking up the ramp, my shirt soaked through. Yes, it was THAT kind of humid. Going from Airplane to Car, Car to Hotel, every momentary exposure to the outside air was not a fun experience.
So I was looking forward to going to dinner, and sitting in a nice air conditioned Dining Room to get back in my D.C. groove.
Only it wasn’t too comfortable in Grillfish for…whatever reason. It was like the A.C. was only half off, like there were spots inside the restaurant that were cool…ish, and spots that were well…
We couldn’t get a good grip on what was happening. The food was great and all, but the A.C. problem did not help our night. Afterwards we ran for the Rite Aid, to get some air conditioning. I don’t know what happened, but…damn…
I hope your next visit, the A.C. is fixed. If it is, stay. The restaurant has fixed whatever the problem was, but if it’s hot outside, and it’s hot inside, head somewhere else.
I mean, I could get something involving Seafood, but reading that your local neighborhood Food Blogger was sent to the Hospital with breathing difficulties is something you probably don’t want to hear. It’s probably something Grillfish doesn’t want to hear either.
So the 12oz N.Y. Strip Steak it is, which green peppercorn sauce & mashed potatoes. And it was wonderful. The steak itself was perfectly prepared, and the green peppercorn sauce was all I needed to enhance the flavor and taste. I don’t know what it is, I’m a sucker for peppercorns. The flavor of the steak, the buttery, creamy, flavor of the sauce, and a slightly spicy kick from the peppercorns, and that texture? Wonderful steak.
And my family liked the Seafood too.
IMPORTANT SAFETY TIP, PEOPLE: I’ll say it again. If the A.C. is fixed, stay. The restaurant has fixed whatever the problem was, but if it’s hot outside, and it’s hot inside, head somewhere else.
As a tip to the restaurant, I’m not adverse to eating (and giving a good review) to a restaurant where the A.C. (Sattdown comes to mind). But you know Sattdown did? They acknowledged the problem and expressed their extreme sorrow for the problem. You know what not acknowledging the problem gets you? Reviews like this.
PARKING: Totally unknown. This place is in the heart of Downtown D.C., and I didn’t see an operating Valet Stand. You’re talking Metro (the nearest stop is not clear, but the Bus apparently pulls up right in front of the restaurant.) Personally, I’d Uber or Taxi here. So much easier.
1200 New Hampshire Ave NW
Washington, DC 20036
Monday-Thursday: 11:30 am – 10:00 pm
Friday: 11:30 am – 11:00 pm
Saturday: 11:00 am – 11:00 pm
Sunday: 11:00 am – 10:00 pm