The Redwood, the Capitol Hill southern-style oasis (they serve sweet tea and whiskey in Mason jars!) just put a lot more down in their home: they now serve food of the most comforting variety.
A visit on the first day the kitchen was open a couple of weeks back yielded a (piping hot) blackened catfish sandwich served with choice of two sides. I gravitated toward the sweet potato fries, hand cut and perfectly salted, absolutely addictive. As in my usual fashion, I also gravitated towards everyone else's plates, which garnered me bites of the incredible sweet and spicy pulled pork sandwich served on Texas Toast and fried corn fritters ("These are like crack!" a fellow diner exclaimed); fried balls of cornmeal, hush puppies were a bit dry, but when dipped in ranch combines with a house-made BBQ sauce (owner Mat Brooke's own recipe) they were perfect.
For dessert? Get ready. Deep-fried Twinkies. And they are no joke. I accidentally dipped one in a shot glass of BBQ sauce after hearing "deep fried turkey," not Twinkie. And it was incredible.