We went to the Hop Leaf for the first time (at least, the first time in over ten years) last night and had a lovely time. Being a freezing-cold Sunday, it wasn't slammed, but definitely busy.
It's funny, at dinner the 'spouse and I were talking about our dining preferences - I must admit an allergy to high-end service and
accoutrements. We appreciated the rustic tables and chairs and the matter-of-fact service (which, that being said, never seemed anything but polite,) and were pleasantly surprised that there was no TV. We had the mussels and frites, of course, and devoured every last bit, getting a second helping of very good bread to sop up the juice. Not being a beer drinker, I had the Blackthorn Cider, which was a crisp foil to all the rich food. The Uberspouse opted for a Chocolate Stout, which he liked quite a bit. While the mussels were excellently prepared, they were not the mussels of my dreams: I prefer larger, meatier black mussels (I'm a PEI purist, but I didn't get a chance to ask their pedigree) However, these were cooked perfectly and had plenty of delicious sauce. The frites and aioli were sheer heaven - so much so that we ordered steak frites to share for dinner.
I had the appetizer of fried quail to keep the steak frites company - it was quite good, with a sweetish creamy sauce with raisins, apples, panchetta and cubed sweet potatoes. We were a bit disappointed in the steak, which was cooked exactly as we asked but lacked flavor, even with the heaping glob of herb butter on top (it was also chewy, but that tends to be a plus for me) We were glad to get more frites, though, even better with some meat juices soaked in. As I eyballed dishes around me, I regret missing the duck reuben, the sausage plate, and the onion straws, which looked very good.
It's hard to get out without Sparky, so I don't know if we'll be back soon, but we definitely enjoyed ourselves and will be back when we're able.