When searching for the next restaurant to review, there is no difficulty in finding a door to walk through, certainly not in Omaha with its endless tide of such businesses seeming to sprout up on our many abandoned lots. A responsible food critic should likely take time to carefully choose what should be brought before the public eye, and it is usually so. But on this particular day, a wave of hunger on a cool day swept me into a sunlit cove called the “Twisted-Cork Bistro.”

A restaurant that claims to bring bits of the Pacific Northwest to Omaha, I initially wondered if that wouldn’t be how I was going to frame this article: with oceans and waves and sea shanties and maybe if I was lucky: a mermaid or two.

Stepping through that threshold – from Omaha, into the bistro – I was met with pe

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