But it’s the staff that makes Ashton Cigar Bar a place I plan on frequenting: They are not only welcoming, but also exceptionally knowledgeable. They can each explain why each specialty cocktail
Blackened snapper found its counterpoint in a creamy vin blanc sauce; perhaps a hair sweeter than I’d prefer, but the jalapeño corn spoon bread and jalapeño corn tartar sauce provided a moderately spicy juxtaposition.
The meatballs, ridiculously tender and oozing from their center with fontina cheese, may as well be religious idols, worthy of worship.
The name is dubious, but the food is mighty good.