Over the past two decades, chef David Fhima has opened and closed so many restaurants that, when faced with insomnia, a person could attempt to recite them, by name, in lieu of tallying sheep: Chloe, Mpls. Cafe, Fhima's, Louis XIII, LoTo, Zahtar, Faces Mears Park. Did I miss any?
Yet it's that admirable falls-down-and-gets-back-up track record that may make Fhima the most qualified candidate to brave the restaurant quicksand that is otherwise known as the former Forum Cafeteria in downtown Minneapolis.
Dripping in mirrors and chandeliers and awash in mint green and silver — picture the soundstage of a Fred Astaire-Ginger Rogers dance number — the gasp-inducing Forum should be the heart of the city, and yet it has somehow been depressingly shuttered for most of the past 14 years.
Enter Fhima's Minneapolis. It's the seventh enterprise to take on this priceless but seemingly cursed Art Deco confection since the original namesake tenant closed in 1975. And it just might be the one with staying power, because although the restaurant isn't perfect, it shows all kinds of promise.
Several key hires demonstrate Fhima's savvy approach to animating this hallowed environment. A looker of a bar has quickly become the native habitat for beverage director Sean Jones. The Parlour and Bittercube vet is forging the Forum into a cocktail aficionado's destination with his bare hands, acute imagination and technical know-how. Go, imbibe. You'll love it.
Pastry chef Jaclyn Von is another talent worth watching. I admire the way she sneaks the unctuousness of foie gras into chocolate and butterscotch without allowing the savory to dominate the sweet, and how, in an elegant Pavlova, she adds dimension to citrus with pops of saffron. Von's remakes of All-American classics — banana cream pie, carrot cake — are witty and pretty.
Her glamorous work can also demonstrate a sense of occasion that suits the Forum's singular setting. Sure, she can hit the just-right lusciousness of crème brûlée, but she burns the sugar — with no small amount of glee — tableside, wielding a theatrical branding iron. A '90s flashback of a molten chocolate cake (radiating a tantalizing level of bitterness) is masqueraded by placing it within another floor show, a flaming, Instagram-ready baked Alaska.
Love those sardines
Fhima, one of the region's most charming French expats, continues his melting pot ways of old, culling elements of the bistro, contemporary, Moroccan and American cooking from his lengthy résumé.