When something really special happens, when we have something that we truly want to celebrate, we go to the Savoy. It is, undoubtedly, my favorite restaurant in Kansas City. I like the history of it. I like the revolving door that spins you from the day you were having into a totally different era. I like the personal attention, the attention to detail, the meticulousness of the service. When we eat at the Savoy, I get giddy. I do a lot of giggling.
We started our meal with the calamari, served with a creamy aioli, flecked with small diced red peppers. The calamari was crisp but didn't lose its delightfully chewy texture. I squeezed lemon juice on every piece, and it was the perfect addition.
Our crisp and chilled house salads had a light vinaigrette dressing and about a pound of pungent and heavily veined blue cheese crumbles. It was more blue cheese than one person should eat. It was delicious.
The Alaskan King Crab Legs are our traditional meal at the Savoy. I know they're known for steaks, or even lobster...but I'm a crab girl. These crab legs are humongous and perfectly broiled, the drawn butter is golden, and the dressed-at-the-table baked potatoes have chewy skins and fluffy interiors.
It doesn't hurt the experience that you get to wear little red and white checked bibs, or that your server will help you tie them behind your neck. They empty your shell bowls before you even get them filled. They refill your water without you even noticing. The maitre d' comes by to make sure you're being taken care of. The professional details make it the perfect evening. The plump pieces of crab meat make it impossible to eat the next day.
The Savoy Grill
9th and Central