If you’ve ever wanted to feel like a character in a movie about a perfectly lived-in coastal town, this 55-seat corner of Birmingham is your set.
There’s a distinct, high-energy vibration that happens when you step off the sidewalk and into a room where the copper bar gleams under low lights and the air is thick with the scent of garlic and lemon-brown butter.
It’s an intimate, unpretentious sanctuary where the “regulars” have their specific stools and the servers move with a psychic grace that suggests they already know you’re going for the Great Lakes perch…