Sister Restaurant — Restaurant in Dallas

First time here. Great new restaurant in the same location that The Grape was located. The redo inside is awesome and well thought out! It's so much brighter and welcoming. Well done!

Our wait staff was exceptional. Our waitress did a fantastic job of explaining the new menu to us. We ordered the black sesame and eggplant blended like a hummus consistency with cucumber slices, watermelon radish, broccolini, and bell peppers. This dish was waaaay too salty. It would have been phenomenal with about 80% less salt. The salt overpowered the black sesame and eggplant and was very disappointing BUT the crisp fresh veggies were delicious and great to eat with no black sesame and eggplant spread. We also ordered the octopus appetizer which was phenomenal. Light spicy paprika? Maybe? With croutons. Super tasty! I will order this again for sure. We also ordered the grilled carrots which had some crunchy nuts. Excellent with great flavor. As entrees we had the chicken marsala and the crispy pork. Both excellent dishes. The crispy pork had a couple of piece that were a tad fatty and because the dimmer lighting and not having my readers on, I missed the extra fat on the first piece. I didn't miss it on the other pieces and just cut away the extra fat and the pieces were exceptional! I'll know better next time. I was too full at this point to eat any of the chicken and also skipped dessert which for me almost never happens. Good portions! Excellent flavor. Great ambiance. Great service. We'll be back again and next time I'll skip the black sesame and eggplant and hopefully will be able to up my...

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WARNING: CHEW SLOWLY. This is a picture of a coin that was in the bread ,which one of us almost swallowed while biting in. The manager came over, apologized, and told us they would “take care of the bread.”

The kicker? The bread was free, they had given it to us as a sorry for making us wait 30 minutes to be seated. Our reservation was at 8:30, and we weren’t seated until 9:00. Which left our party of 6 awkwardly sitting at the bar. Keep in mind, the restaurant closes at 10. This left us constantly rushed by our waiter to order food.

You would think this would mean quick service. WRONG. Some of our drinks didn’t come out until after the appetizers, which we had ordered a good 10 minutes later, had already arrived.

The manager did send out some free appetizers as an apology for the metal coin in our food, but they sent out their worst ones. They were definitely the leftovers they had in the back they wanted to get ride of before they close. We hardly touched them, and they kept asking if we wanted boxes to take them home.

The cherry on top? We were here to celebrate a birthday, and the restaurant couldn’t even comp the $15 tiny cake we ordered for dessert.

The food itself was fine, not worth the $400 total the bill came out to, especially not with the terrible service. Come here at your own risk and remember:...

Sister does not serve dinner. It delivers a sermon. Duro Hospitality is not playing the Dallas game. They are rewriting it.

The pesto fusilli is a masterclass in controlled indulgence. The smoked fennel sausage does not whisper. It roars. The smoked almond adds a sly textural grit while the goat cheese drapes the dish in just enough richness to make you lean in for the next bite. Every element knows its role. No one is showing off. Everyone is contributing.

Then comes the cauliflower. New on the menu. Already feels like it has always belonged. Charred, tender, layered with just enough acid and heat to make you remember that vegetables, when respected, can carry a plate with the same gravitas as any protein. Humble on the surface. Subversive underneath.

Taylor moves through the wine list like a surgeon, her Merlot selection landing with precision. Plush fruit, soft tannins, and a structure that held the line against the richness of the meal. This was not a pairing. This was choreography.

April welcomes you like an old friend you somehow have not met yet. Warm. Genuine. No affectation. No script. Just hospitality in its purest form. Matt oversees the room like a quiet conductor, ensuring the entire performance hums without ever forcing itself into the foreground. That kind of hospitality is not trained. It...