Meet Marjorie!
So I was sitting in the brand new Union Street Marjorie the other night, unfairly early for an actual review—though I couldn’t help noticing that its two swoony signatures from the charming gypsylike original Marjorie in Belltown, Miss Marjorie’s Plaintain Chips with grilled pineapple salsa and the freakishly divine Bourbon caramel bread pudding are still on offer, and still terrific—and it occurred to me that this restaurant, named for owner Donna Moodie’s mother, is in good company around town.
Etta’s Seafood is named for owner Tom Douglas’ daughter. Another Douglas restaurant, Lola honors his wife Jackie’s Greek grandmother.
Thierry Rautureau’s latest, the swanky little bistro Luc, is an homage to his father, a bulldozer driver from Brittany. (And no, Rautureau’s original restaurant Rover’s was not named after his dog—he inherited the name from the former owner.)
Restaurant Zoe and Quinn’s Pub are owner Scott Staples’ love notes to his kids.
Carmelita, the beautiful vegetarian sensation on Phinney Ridge? Co-owner’s mother.
Are there others?
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