It’s mid-January, which is the start of my annual Month of Eating Dangerously. You might want to mark your calendar.
The combination of various Restaurant Weeks, multiple seasonal promotions, and trips to warmer climes to escape Washington’s dreary winter gives me a great excuse to dine well, as if I needed one.
First stop this year is Persimmon, a charming little restaurant in Bethesda that calls itself “An American Bistro”. That’s a good description, because the menu offered a mix of American standards like Crispy Fish Tacos and Chicken Club Sandwiches, and French bistro classics like Steak Frites and Vanilla Bean Crème Brulee.
Persimmon serves a very good Bouillabaisse, with mussels and clams and shrimp and salmon and whitefish, etc. I liked the crunchy crostini.
My neighbour at the next table asked me what I was eating for dessert. It’s that kind of relaxed, unpretentious place.
This was my first visit to Persimmon, and I’m adding it to my list of restaurants I want to try again. It was comfortable—the clientele was on the mature, well-dressed, and quiet side. The food was good, and the price was, too.