Place: Bonobo Wood Fire Pizza
Time: 7:00 pm, Thursday April 3rd, 2008
With: Hubby, Sabrina, Jess and Matt
Where: The corner of Pine and Brackett St, downtown Portland
We had been kicking around the idea of Bonobo for several weeks, but had just never mustered the gumption to get over there until late last week. Well, thanks to Sabrina’s suggestion we decided to grab a slice or 8 and try it out, and thank Jebus above that we did. Wow.
Bonobo is located very conveniently next to our old vet (Brackett St. Vet Clinic). (We don’t go there anymore ’cause we followed our favorite veterinarian to her new place in Scarborough. Shout out to Dr. Barksdale! I know. Barksdale. What else was she gonna do with her life but be a vet?) There is usually ample parking on the street – we didn’t have any problems.
Bonobo is a corner entranced little restaurant that seats, at best guess, 40. We arrived near the end of regular dinner time so we had to wait for a few minutes. The waiting area is large enough to accommodate several people, so it wasn’t an issue. The hostess brought us over menus and offered to fetch us all drinks. You don’t get that kind of service in many places. It was a nice surprise. There are also plenty of things to read while you are waiting, including a large book about Bonobo monkeys. Who knew?
We sat in the back of the restaurant, beneath some stunning art. I’m kicking myself that I didn’t think to see who the artist was. Anyway. Our waitress came over and took our drink and app order. How to describe our waitress – it appeared that she was feeling no pain. You get me? But not in an annoying way, in a laid-back smooth-vibe kinda way. She smiled a lot, and that gets you serious points in my book. Smile, people! I glanced around at the rest of the staff, and they all seemed the same – a little dazed (but not confused). I’m fairly sure Erykah Badu was the bartender. She had awesome hair.
Everyone got their salads and I got french onion soup. The salads were fresh and crispy, and cold. Perfect. The onion soup had a very nice taste. I like my onion soup with large chunks of onion, and this had them almost pureed. It wasn’t my preference, but it was good. It had a nice amount of gruyere on it.
We ordered three pizza’s for the table, and this is where this place shines. We got the “Farm”, which has pork sausage and roasted onions, the “Pepperoni” which has just what you might expect, and the “Gruyere”, which came with roasted potato, proscuitto, spinach, leeks, gruyere, parmesan, and roasted garlic butter on it.
The pepperoni was spicy but not too. It had a perfect amount of meat on it. You could really taste the wood fire that they use to cook the pizzas. The Gruyere was raved over, although potato on a pizza isn’t really my thing. Everyone else practically peed themselves with praise, though. My personal favorite was the Farm, cause I loves me some sausage. Achem. We ate all of the pizza, no leftovers. It was that good.
We lingered for a while, just chatting and picking at the last of the food. We were not rushed by the staff in any way. This restaurant feels pleasant, like your Nannie’s kitchen. Cozy.
To sum: I think that I have found my new favorite pizza place in Portland. The prices were reasonable, the service was quiet but efficient (and mellow) and the restaurant itself was very nicely appointed and comfortable. We will definitely be going back.
4 out of 5 stars.
Some pics I found online: From Flickr