As I've said before, Portland's dining scene can be summarized as seasonal local ingredients prepared deliciously without the frills, gimmicks, and pretention as you might experience in LA. It's just good food that makes you feel really warm and comforted inside. Castagna doesn't really fit the mold of your typical Portland restaurant. It's modernist cuisine with techniques that are far beyond simple prep, braising, stewing, grilling, etc. It's the kind of complex preparation, presentation, and plating that makes you think twice about whether what you're putting in your piehole is actually going to be tasty or not.
Zhu Zhu Hamster made reservations for Castagna but did not realize it was a pre fixe menu and tried to make a last minute switch to Castagna Cafe, its next door, more casual sister restaurant. Unfortunately, there was a wait, I was too hungry, and the menu looked pretty uninteresting. So Zhu Zhu Hamster, Little Pet, Dumpling Man, and myself walked back over to Castagna and we actually had to wait while the staff chose from the one of MANY open tables to seat us at. I was like, "SERIOULY?! SERIOUSLY?!" Ok, maybe many of those open tables were reserved for a later seating...they were NOT. Anyways, it was not a big deal, just something comical.
Amuse Bouch chicken liver pate on house made rye cracker
I should have taken a wide shot of the presentation of this. It came as 4 little cracker bites perched precariously on long branches. The pate was quite smooth, almost mousse like, while the rye cracker presented a contrasting crunch. A nice bite, but the cracker had too much texture. A little too "multi grain" if ya know what I mean.

Cauliflower Mousse pickled orange, parmesan truffle granola.
Talk about a complex treat from the kitchen. The mousse could have been smoother, but tasted very distinctly of cauliflower. It had a very savory vegetal taste. The pickled orange packed a punch of course. Now that granola was different if not strange. It was a bit on the dry side, kinda like how the rye cracker was dry. The parmesan and truffle were just subtle hints. Overall the bite was nice, but I couldn't find the harmony in it.
Beignet gruyere, mustard
The kitchen was quite generous that night! Cafe Du Monde in New Orleans ignited my love for beignets, over 15 years ago. Since then, I've never been able to find a beignet that could match up, sweet or savory. I wish these beignets were served hot, if not just a little warm, but these were room temp. Texture wise they were light and airy. Flavor wise, the gruyere was interesting, but the mustard was out of left field. It was like the beignets were rolled in a powder form of mustard. It had that sort of heat that goes straight to your nose with a mild sweetness. I can surely say I've never had mustard take this form. Dumpling Man was a fan, but I just couldn't get over the room temperature nature.
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