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Sunday, June 11

Copperworks. Yummy goodness.

It was almost too pretty to eat. For a second I forgot I was in Peoria. Tavern on the Green in Central Park, or some haute cafe in Paris, but no, I was at Copperworks located in the stripmall on the corner of Pioneer Parkway and Knoxville. The presentation of my sea bass marinated in miso accompanied by garlic mashed potatoes looked like something that required a structural engineer to create. I hated to mess it up by diving my fork into it, but sometimes beauty and art must be sacrificed for appetite.

Yummy. Yummy. Over twenty four hours ago and I'm still gushing. Copperworks isn't cheap, but not overpriced. I ordered the sea bass, my friend ordered the bacon wrapped beef filet with garlic mashed potatoes. Between us we also consumed the artichoke dip appetizer, a beer, two glasses of wine, and one apple dumpling dessert. Salads were included with the entrees and came with an age balsamic vinaigrette. The bill was $88.00 plus tip. Well spent moola. Can't wait to go again.

They had a live band in the bar area, jazz, very sultry female singer. Good atmosphere. The walnut covered, stuffy country club motif of the former Jim's Steakhouse is gone. No noticeable ruminants remain. The walls are dark navy blue. My only gripe is the furniture, which had a decidedly conference room feel. Black tables, metal legs, and chairs which were comfy enough, but looked like they were better suited for the CAT cafeteria. However, with food so tasty, such a critique is petty.

I'm going back... and soon. They offered a pork and polenta dish I just gotta try. Seven and French Toast have some serious competition.

I might have to rename my blog PiggyPolly.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

remnants = things left over.

ruminants = cud-chewing ungulates.

pollypeoria said...

Anon, Thanks for the correction. My brain can't keep up with my speedy typing. I tend to try to throw words without any regard to spelling onto the page before they evaporate from my mind - sometimes I miss the most obvious of mistakes.

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