It's an old but generally sound culinary adage that the quality of a restaurant meal can be predicted by the quality of its bread. That's what was puzzling about my first dinner at Fairwind Seafood Bar & Grill. The bread was halfway decent. On a return visit, however, the bread basket held not the respectably chewy authentic baguette that had started the first meal, but the pseudo-French bread of my suburban childhood: airy insubstantial cotton stuff that had made my seven-year-old self conclude that French food was phony fluff. And that, I'd say, is also a fair description of a "Seafood Grill" that doesn't seem to have... More >>>