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Witness the perfect Valentine’s Day 2014 venue

A new restaurant and bar, an old fashioned gem
A new restaurant and bar, an old fashioned gem
Photo by Greggory Holcomb via Yelp

Witness, Seattle


Roses. Chocolates. Expensive Dinners. Are you bored yet?

February 14th is a high-pressure holiday with all sorts of expectations about what you’ll do for—and how much you’ll spend on—your date.

Take a load off this year. If you’re ready for a Valentine’s Day you’ll actually enjoy, bring it to Witness.

The restaurant and bar opened its doors in summer 2013 and has quickly become a Capitol Hill favorite. Nestled in the heart of Seattle’s gastro-pub neighborhood, Witness outshines nearby venues with its mouthwatering dishes, creative cocktails, atmospheric charm, and a modern rarity: exceptional customer service.

So why cancel your V-Day reservations and go to Witness?

You’ll like what you see. Founded on Southern hospitality, the interior is themed as a quaint Baptist-church-turned-den-of-gluttony. Whitewashed walls and Mason jar light fixtures cast a casual ambience while you and your date relax in your booth’s surprisingly comfortable benches, repurposed from dark wooden pews. Not a cross in sight, just handsome decor and friendly staff. Couples new and seasoned, of all ages and orientations, will feel welcome.

You’ll like what you taste. The menu is delicious, with twists on classic American comfort food and fresh new entrees. Try the roasted Brussels sprouts salad with smoked hazelnut butter, or the sweet-and-savory smothered pork medallion with coppa confit. Forget chocolate-covered strawberries; share the Coca Cola cake with a side of tangy sugared cherries. And if you’re up for libations, enjoy a bright “Saint Christopher” or a custom-made “Divine Intervention.”

You’ll like what you save. The menu is refreshingly affordable. Dinner plates and artisan cocktails range from $7 to $15.

Your Valentine will like your choice in locale. With the cozy setting and a couple “Soul Tonics,” who knows how they’ll thank you? After all, this ain’t no country parish, y’all.