Catbird Cafe
Reserve

A two-seat restaurant · in the oak forest

Two chairs.
One table.
Always yours.

A little restaurant we built in our house during the pandemic and never quite closed. Lunch and dinner, served to two, under the oaks.

Reserve the tableSee the season
A bare oak table set with one glass of red wine and a folded place card, forest light through the window

Tonight

Table 1 · Chair 1

held for the best customer

The cellar

A genuinely good list

Estate bottles, mostly old vines. We pour what we would pour for ourselves.

Full list
EstateGrapeVintageHouse note
Domaine des OmbresPinot Noir2019forest floor, quiet, the one we open first
Vinha do ValeTouriga Nacional2019dark berry, spice, a long finish
Vieille VigneSyrah2018pepper, dark fruit, woodsmoke

The rooms

Three places to sit

The kitchen table, set for two. Where most of it happens.

The Dining Room

The kitchen table, set for two. Where most of it happens.

For the long dinners that refuse to end.

The Living Room

For the long dinners that refuse to end.

The backyard, kept wild on purpose. Weather permitting.

The Oasis

The backyard, kept wild on purpose. Weather permitting.

All three rooms

Reservations

Table 1, Chair 1

Permanently reserved for the best customer we have ever had. No waitlist, no cancellation, no exceptions. The rest of the house is, technically, open.

The full house note

Treatment note

"The best customer. Always."

Boomer sat here first. Pickles inspects the room.