I really don't like Smith. Those bacon/cheese/date appetizers sucked ASS, even the waitress was like, "are you sure you want those? Have you had them before?" I had to talk her into letting me order five shriveled putrid bites. When they came to our table half an HOUR after we ordered, my friend and I couldn't stop laughing at the ridiculousness of it all. And what the FUCK is up with "trout with ham"???! Also, no descriptions of anything on the menu... just stylishly difficult to read menu titles.

That plus the dead animal heads presiding over my table ensured I will never go back to eat there. I could see going for a beer with people who maybe really love shriveled candy bacon bites, but I'd never choose to go there myself, not when there's the unpretentious and jukebox-eriffic Canterbury on the same street a few blocks down.

I will now to go Restaurant Reader Reviews and post this on Smith's page. The public should know.

The Devil's on Horseback at Smith are fucking awesome--I have them every time I'm in there.

You just don't know what you're talking about, Katelyn.

Ewwwwwwwww.

...even the waitress was like, "are you sure you want those? Have you had them before?" I had to talk her into letting me order five shriveled putrid bites.

The waitress tried to talk you out of ordering them, you insisted, and now you blame Smith for serving you shitty food. That makes a lot of sense.

NONE of that shit sounds appetizing. No gracias. I’d rather stick to boring old Coastal Kitchen.

smith is amazing.

devils on horseback are the best!

love the flank steak, the burger, the beet salad.... i could go on and on. it's fantastic.

Not to mention "Trotters" and "Brawn".

It'd be interesting to see how many of Smith's menu items have actually ever been attempted....

@4 I had to see what the hype was about!! I WANTED to like them!! I love pancetta, I love dates, I love bleu cheese. I really wanted to like these horseback things.

I've tried the burger, devils, beet salad, and recently the pot pie. All were terrible. I want to like their food because it's a neighborhood place and I like the ambiance, but its just not good. The only thing that's good is the putine.

Seriously. How much free press are you going to give this place. Food sucks. The staff is slow. If this wasn't part of the whole Lindas franchise, would you keep writing about it? I really don't think so.

I have to agree about the odd menu with no descriptions... Makes ordering foreboding. I lucked out with great, simply prepared, giant mussels. The greens in olive oil were pretty good, too, for vegetables in a bar. What I love about Smith is the conversation-inducing looong table.

Does The Stranger have an ownership stake in this restaurant?

Scotch Eggs? What about some proper Groaty Dick as long as we are descending into the bas profonds of Brittish *cuisine*?

I have to agree descriptions on the menu would be really nice, especially with the eclectic menu. Also, not a very goodl list of beers on tap considering we are in the NW

@12: No.

You haters are out of your freakin' minds - there is not a single item on Smith's menu (and I've had many, albeit not all) that sucks. Devils on horseback are crack-on-a-plate delicious, the burgers just as good as Linda's or King's, the strip steak is yummy, although admittedly a somewhat skimpy portion - but other than that, it's all good.

I was literally thinking last Sunday that I wished Smith served breakfasty foods on the weekend, and now my dream has come true!

You-all can just stay away as far as I'm concerned, because that just means all the more room for ME!

In fact, I might even pop by there tomorrow morning.

One also hopes that Smith will someday live up to the hype.

Maybe the devils on a horseback appreciation is a genetic thing, and you can only appreciate them if you have a certain quaternary combination in your DNA. Or, it may be a moral failing of mine that I don't like them. Either way, Comte and Dan, you guys are welcome to mine :D

I keep meaning to try Smith, but I always end up at Jamjuree. Yummy.

smith has funnel cake. for freakin' breakfast! my inner twelve year old squealed in delight upon discovering (and subsequently eating) that.