23 South Main Street, Waterbury 244-4120
I have never had the same entree twice at the Alchemist, partly because the specials are often irresistible. A plate of sauerbraten I had this summer still haunts my dreams. The thick slices of sweet and sour falling-apart-tender brisket served over mighty chunks of sourdough were enough to feed four, but I finished that and the accompanying red cabbage all on my own with no regrets — except that it was gone.
The Soft Jumbo Pretzel is the essential starter. It's just like one out of a New York cart, only without the inescapable smell of ass. The homemade mustard is deceptively honey sweet, with a sinus-clearing horseradish afterburn. The Wing Dings were massive, crispy and covered in garam masala powder. The pungent and chunky blue cheese dip paired surprisingly well with the Indian flavors of the chicken.
Even meals on the lighter side satisfy. My Misty Knoll chicken fillet came in mint pesto-marinated slabs over lemon vinaigrette-bathed baby greens. Two fist-sized cheddar biscuits shared space with the otherwise springtime-tasting meal. Why didn’t I try dessert? I plead the biscuits.