local eats. american spirits. since 2011.
Worn wood, brick, low light, candles, sounds of glasses clinking over Aretha and Johnny Cash, and the smells of fresh bread and steaks in cast iron with butter, garlic, and thyme. You start with an old fashioned at the long hand carved bar, then down a dozen ice cold oysters and a glass of champagne. Before long you’re picking a bold red from the wine list to pair with a juicy steak that’s covered in bone marrow bordelaise and a hunk of fresh blue cheese. All there is left to do is decide if you want neat bourbon or a glass of port with the chocolate torte.
The world is your oyster at Rye. Come in, try some things, leave with an experience.