Skip to main contentCarlyle is the kind of place to meet an illicit lover. The ambience screams romance: low-lit mahogany walls, intimate square footage and a remote location under the Fremont Bridge give Carlyle an advantage in the excitement category. Same goes for the food. The French-American menu offers truly unique twists on traditional dishes: maple-soaked pork belly with a chiffonade of romaine, brioche, and tomato jam turns the BLT into a Francophile's version of pulled pork. The unexpected pairings are a delight, right down to the bowl of mini Swedish fish for grabs on the otherwise sophisticated bar. Add to that the exceptionally attentive service�as in a waiter who apologizes in advance for the restaurant's loudness�and you've got a marvelous dining experience.
WWeek 2015