Finally Trying The Optimist

My birthday is not until Sunday, but Jason and I are attending a good friend’s wedding on Saturday (when we’d normally do something), so we decided to celebrate last weekend instead. Celebrating my birthday before I actually turn the next age, works for me!

I’ve been dying to try The Optimist for a really long time. It’s been opened probably close to a year now and still impossible to get reservations for. I looked on Open Table like a month ahead of time and the only times available for Saturday night were 5:45 or 9:45. Being that we were celebrating my turning old anyway, we opted for 5:45.

Lee jason optimist

I don’t know why I can’t look into the iphone camera ever!

The restaurant had a 3-hole mini golf course in front and a little patio attached to a semi-outdoor bar with some tables that were totally outside. We sat at the bar for about ten minutes while waiting for our friends Jamie and Dave.

Jason optimist

Patio optimist

The restaurant was open and airy and even though it was only 5:45, there were a lot of people inside. The Optimist specializes in seafood, good seafood, which can be hard to come by in land-locked Atlanta.

Interior optimist

We thought about getting a starter, but neither Jason nor I were that hungry, so we just ordered main dishes.

I got the cobia which was served with a garlicky ginger sauce and charred peppers.

Cobia optimsit

Jason got the swordfish which was poached in duck fat and served with celery root puree and garlic chile relish.

Swordfish optimist

And both Jamie and Dave got the tuna which was seared and served with charred octopus, crispy potato salad and harissa.

Tuna optimist

As a side, Jason and I got bok choy and mushrooms to share, while Jamie and Dave got hush puppies and fried rice.

Everything was outstanding. Really, really good. Even Jason, who is not a huge fish lover, couldn’t stop raving about his meal. (Side note: even though his was cooked in duck fat, I had a little taste. Take my pescatarian card away if you must.)

Afterward, we obviously had to try our hand at mini-golf. As predicted, I sucked. I’m much better at eating. I’ll stick to that.

Optimist golf

And though it looks like my entire dinner went straight to my butt in that picture, I think (and hope!) it’s the wind blowing my dress funny.

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