A rustic, refined autumn plate: tender braised venison shank sits atop caramelized roasted root vegetables, crowned by a medley of sautéed wild mushrooms (chanterelle, oyster or seasonal) tossed in butter, thyme, and garlic. A spiced-mead reduction is spooned over the meat, adding warm sweetness that plays against the mushrooms’ deep umami. Aromas of maple smoke, charred rosemary, and roasted apple linger in the air. Each bite is earthy and warm — the season on a fork, equal parts abundance and farewell.
Gleipnir is a paradox in a glass — delicate to the eye, devastating in depth. Each element mirrors the six impossibilities that once bound Fenrir: whisper-light citrus oils vanish like a cat’s footfall; fennel and herbs echo the fragile beard of a woman; a monumental ice sphere anchors like the roots of a mountain; honeyed aquavit and spun sugar bind with a bear’s sinew; a saline mist drifts as fleeting as a fish’s breath; and a crown of egg-white foam rests like a bird’s spittle. Soft sweetness, briny air, and mountain stillness entwine into a silken ribbon — fragile yet unshakable.
A tribute to the fearsome Viking berserkers who were said to feast on rage-inducing mushrooms before charging into battle. This modern warrior’s dish ignites the senses with a medley of fire-roasted mushrooms steeped in ginger and chili, layered over smoky charred chicken thighs (or seared Arctic fish). Accompanied by slow-braised leeks and finished with caper ash and a drizzle of spiced honey, it’s a plate forged for those who dine with intensity.
A playful reimagining of Norse legend, where winter’s huntress Skadi meets Idunn, keeper of the golden apples of youth. This dessert brings warmth and frost together in a blooming apple fritter — crisp petals of apple dipped in pancake batter, fried until golden, dusted in cinnamon sugar, and crowned with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. Honey and toasted nuts complete the union of fire and ice, indulgence and renewal.
Rich, caramelized glaze clings to fall-off-the-bone ribs, balanced by the bright acidity of pickled cabbage. Roasted garlic adds mellow sweetness. Presented on a wooden plank, crowned with charred edges and deep golden lacquer.
A tribute to the legendary Viking raider with a Buffalo twist. Smooth bourbon meets the bold tartness of locally loved loganberry syrup, balanced with fresh lemon and a touch of bitters. Bold, berry-kissed, and worthy of a saga.
From the icy fog of Niflheim to the fiery sparks of Muspelheim, the void known as Ginnungagap birthed all things. This layered shot embodies that primal chaos — a flash of winter and flame in one bold swallow. It’s a ritual. A clash. A beginning.