Pettibone — Restaurant in Milford Charter Township

From the moment I stepped into Pettibone, I knew I was in for something extraordinary. Tucked away on a quiet, tree-lined street, this hidden gem doesn’t clamor for attention—it whispers excellence. And those who know, know. The interior is a masterclass in cozy Art Deco elegance: warm lighting, rich wood textures, and just the right hint of exotic flair. It’s the kind of place where time seems to slow down, where laughter lingers, and where conversations stretch deep into the night. And the food? That’s where Pettibone transcends the ordinary. We were greeted promptly by our waiter, Elijah—his skin slightly tanned from what must have been a recent and enviable escape, perhaps somewhere like Italy. His blond hair caught the breeze, and as the setting sun kissed the edge of his mustache, you could almost believe he’d stepped out of a Fellini film. To start, we chose the Tuna Carpaccio—delicate, vibrant, and kissed with citrus in a way that redefined how seafood should taste. Each bite was like a revelation, fresh and refined, yet disarmingly simple. But the true showstopper was the slow-roasted short ribs. To say they were “fall-off-the-bone” would be a disservice—this dish had soul. Rich, tender, and layered with depth that spoke of hours of meticulous preparation. Paired with a velvety Malbec recommended by their sommelier, it was nothing short of culinary poetry. Service was impeccable. Attentive but never intrusive, knowledgeable without a trace of pretension. Elijah, our second guide for the evening, led us through the menu like a seasoned storyteller. Every dish he described came alive long before it reached our table. Verdict: Pettibone isn’t just dinner—it’s an experience, a memory, a rekindling of what dining out should be. Whether you’re marking a special occasion or simply indulging in life’s finer moments, this is a place to savor, remember,...

This place has renewed my faith in what it means to have a 'dining experience' instead of just 'going out to eat'. We were celebrating our 19th wedding anniversary and the restaurant we normally spend our special occasions at was closed as it was a Tuesday. I've been wanting to try Pettibone for quite some time and found this to be the perfect opportunity.

The ambiance was classy without being pretentious and everyone was so kind from the moment we walked in the door, almost as if they knew you - and it felt genuine instead of forced. There was a woman (who I'm not sure if she was the owner or the manager) but she was so warm and friendly and checked in on us and heard it was our anniversary and chatted with is for a moment and made sure everything was perfect.

Kade was our server and he was so sweet and attentive, recommending some of his favorites and really working hard to make sure we had a memorable meal. He left such a great impression on us - they clearly hire the best people here.

The cocktails and wine were exceptional and the food is something I'll be talking about for quite some time. My husband had the Rigatoni with Sausage & Truffle and I had the Grilled Double Bone Pork Chop and we shared the French Onion Soup. The flavors were thoughtful and everything complimented each other perfectly. It will be difficult to get something else the next time I come but I have a feeling we'll need to try everything on this menu! Try this place if you truly want an all around...

The most redeemable quality was the cocktails. They were phenomenal. We’d come back for cocktails and a charcuterie board and I think that’s about it. Why? The food, which is what it’s all about. Gravity was considered high end. We ate there a dozen times. Never a single bad meal. I’d put the food up against anyone in Oakland county and beyond. First experience here, I felt like I was ripped off. 250 bucks later for lamb that was chewy and probably the same quality as the lower end highland house, a calamari dish with chewy calamari, the chewiest I’ve had in a long time, and little sauce. A pasta dish that has ZERO FLAVOR. We passed around and multiple tired and we were shocked by how you don’t have any flavor in a pasta dish. And lastly the walleye. It was like eating water. No taste. No flavor. No love. The people of Milford deserve a nice high end restaurant but I implore the owners to really reconsider what they are doing here. You want to charge those prices? Go for it. I’ll go. But it needs to be great food. And right now, I know for a fact I can go to “the bar” down the road and spend half the price for a much better meal. You’re in the fine dining world now, this isn’t smoke street or Gus’ carryout. For Milford’s sake I hope you produce better food moving forward. Any chef who tasted those above items and thought it was ok to send out, shouldn’t be cooking at a high...