Vermilion has long been a consistent haven in Old Town. But recent visits have been mixed. We pushed a dish of roasted vegetables, lamb summer sausage, and poached egg around the plate. A beef strip loin ordered medium arrived so rare it had to be sent back. And a chocolate bar with olive-oil ice cream was finished with enough coarse salt to render it inedible. Highlights included a golden fritto misto and a ricotta pound cake with sweetened citrus. But with appetizers reaching $14 and entrées topping out at $33, you’re not always getting what you pay for.
This article appears in the May, 2010 issue of The Washingtonian.
