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MORIN
1600 15th St.
303-623-0534
morindenver.com
THE DRAW:
French dishes
with a contem-
porary touch,
plus a deep list of
natural wines
THE DRAWBACK:
Uneven execution
NOISE LEVEL:
Modest
DON’T MISS:
Chef’s tasting
menu, tartare,
fresh fish entrées,
potato beignets,
desserts, wines
French Twist
At Morin, inconsistency mars what is otherwise an exciting
and modern dining experience.
T
he venerable Wazee Supper Club on 15th Street in LoDo was transformed last fall,
after a substantial makeover, into Morin, a French restaurant from prolific restaura-
teur Juan Padro and chef-partner Max MacKissock. They’re part of the team behind
LoHi’s Señor Bear and Bar Dough, both of which I like a lot. But unlike Pan-Latin
Bear and jazzy Italian café Dough, Morin isn’t an easy restaurant to decode.
To start, Morin’s dining room avoids Gallic gestures. My first impression put
it more in the company of other bar-and-grill-ish places that hustle for foot traffic in the
Union Station area: There are high windows, leather banquets, the inevitable brick and
wood accents with an open ceiling and black ductwork, and a groovy soundtrack. Appar-
ently, the huge sculptural object suspended above the racetrack-shaped bar represents an
inverted Mont Blanc in the French Alps, though to me, from below, it resembles the ribs of
a sunken galleon or perhaps a Brobdingnagian whalebone girdle.
Which means you can walk into Morin without a clue that you’ll be eating “super dope
French food,” as its Instagram bio promises, that “plays at the intersection of contemporary
cuisine and traditional French technique,” as its website promises. Crack the menu, though,
and the dishes are resolutely titled in French: “poulet au vin jaune,” “pain au lait,” “carrot
salade” (well, that last
one is Franglais). The
drift is toward retooled
country comfort rather
than Michelin-star
tweezered fussifica-
tion (thank goodness),
so, at Morin, you’ll be
eating beef marrow
custard, radishes with
butter, and potatoes
au gratin. Caviar, foie
gras, and truffles are
offered as supplements,
like upgrades on a
Peugeot. Modern notes
are sounded but not
fetishized—there’s
egg yolk confit and
whey caramel—and
there are occasional
international inflec-
tions, such as roti
with lamb tartare.
BY SCOTT MOWBRAY
& REVIEW
From left: A view
of Morin’s dining
room from the
mezzanine;
halibut with yuzu
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