With dishes geared toward enticing the neighbors—oven-roasted chicken with pan
sauce, a Painted Hills burger on brioche with killer frites, a really stunning plate of seared scallops on beluga lentils with celeriac puree—this neighborhood charmer has become a home-away-from-home for Madronans. In front, it’s Grandma’s own wallpapered sweetness; a fine backdrop for family dinner with a whoopie pie dessert. In back, it’s all date-night dim, in a bar with fine cocktails. Throughout, gracious hostmanship exudes genuine welcome.