Cookhouse - Baltimore

I had such a great meal here. I had high expectations and I was still surprised. It’s simple, delicious, and nice. All the elements of the dishes work together so well.The staff were so welcoming and nice.The mushroom croquettes and short rib were standouts, but it was all amazing. The cocktails were definitely unique and really well executed.

Hands down this was the best meal of my life and definitely is a hidden gem of the DMV.Chef Greg understands the balance and beauty of flavors across all cuisines and every dish left me speechless.People always ask what’s my favorite restaurant in Baltimore and I had a hard time answering. Not any longer as CookHouse now takes first place without question.

It doesn’t get any better than this in Baltimore. Great cocktail spot with a chef owner in the kitchen. Warm and welcoming staff and atmosphere. Great date night, family dinner or a spot to take your parents. Thanks!

A top-tier destination for recovering alcoholics who’ve just left a large meal but wish to be seen about town spending James Beard prices. Highlights: I’ve never been more impressed by a Hollywood prop’s resemblance to actual food since seeing the plates left out in atomic test range houses. It never occurred to me that such visually impeccable dishes had the potential to be so flavorless, overcooked, and indifferently conceived. The bar cocktail program merits another unique distinction: its rotating stock of similarly gorgeous craft cocktails boasts two of my five lifetime worst drinks (one featured a mixture of botanical gin, truffle oil, and a desperately bobbing pentas cluster; the other, sake, seemingly condensed miso soup, and a miyatake forest— both unpotable . And that “lifetime worst” list includes teenage alchemy experiments involving vanilla extract. In a serendipitous twist, the front of house staff were friendlier than about three quarters of coworkers or in-laws I’ve ever met (both my own and others’ — and more accommodating than a Parisian concierge. If the establishment focused less on crafting unconscionable $22 cocktails and leaving their admirably seasonal food offerings devoid of flavor they’d be a Michelin shoo-in. The ambiance is irreproachable tasteful— gilded age crushed velvet, custom weathered brass pendant light, cozy bar— but the vibe can only be compared to an aught-teens record store in the trust fund part of town. Way too cool for you in a way that leaves you relieved you don’t fit in. The pinnacle of this restaurant experience was the service staff, particularly our server with a charmingly odd French or Cajun name I took pains to recall (in vain, apparently , I think Rémy or Jacques, who offered deeply informed, cordial conversation and conscientious service complete with guidance as to other, presumably more remarkable, Baltimore destinations

Great cocktails, great dinner, great neighborhood. I love to treat myself to this place.