We Ate Here

We ordered the satay noodles at South Street Brewery with no hesitation, but getting the rare seared tuna as an add-on felt like an act of some bravery, as we are not terribly hardy about raw fish. Confusion ensued when the waitress asked, “Super rare O.K.?” “Do we have a choice?” we asked. “No,” she answered. On we pressed with our derring-do. But when the plate arrived, it was not only delicious (savory sauce, plentiful red cabbage) but the tuna was done at least to medium-rare. Perhaps she’d taken the hint. We were happy to have it that way—all the bravery, none of the danger.