Belcourt Taps and Tapas
2117 Belcourt Ave.
Nashville
615-598-0559
www.belcourttapsandtapas.com
They’re sipping cocktails in the soft, subdued light, picking at small plates and chatting the evening away. Outside the steamy night air is only for the most adventurous of diners, but in the fall, ah that deck may be one of the best spots in town. Hillsboro Village needed a place like Belcourt Taps and Tapas. The Villagers, and those of us who frequent the neighborhood, have responded in force. A recent Friday night found each table well stocked with good eaters, and many of them passing those plates for sampling in the fine tapas tradition.
Let’s begin with clarifying that Belcourt Taps and Tapas is not a Spanish joint at all. This may be a bit confusing given the name. Tapas is the traditional title for small plate dishes served with drinks in Spain. The food is there to share and to stimulate conversation. In this respect Belcourt Taps and Tapas channels the Spanish tradition well. We do worry that some people might be confused when seeing the name and expect Spanish dishes, like chorizo al vino or gambas. Even odder, the Belcourt menu lists “tapas” and then “shared plates”. This seems to contradict the whole thing, and yet diners probably are not paying attention. They’re just eating. It seems like the designations are to help people figure out portion sizes, perhaps something that needs to be ditched.
Luckily the food doesn’t care what it’s called- it just wants to be eaten. The menu here is pan-European and Southern in style. The fried chicken comes out artfully arranged on the plate, drizzled with ancho chili honey and perched on top of white cheddar and sausage scones. It’s a clever and tasty twist on chicken and biscuits. The chicken skin is flaky and well seasoned, and the sweet honey puts it over the top. Those scones stand out with big hunks of hearty sausage wrapped up in a dense bread. Jalapeno tater tots offer a playful take on the childhood favorite: larger, heartier and much, much better than the original. The tapenade gets a welcome hand from some fresh herbs for a smooth olive treat. House made potato chips are thick and well seasoned. Fried green tomatoes come coated with a peppery crust in fine Southern style.
At first visit we were concerned about price versus food portions. $3 for a tiny piece of cornbread seemed like a bit much, considering you often get well executed, upscale versions as free starters at many restaurants in town. We noticed that they knocked this down to $2 on the second visit and there seemed to be more cornbread on the plate. We spied the $7 veal meatball: it looked both pretty and pretty small. Other portion sizes seemed to have improved in recent weeks. It’s a trend well worth continuing.
You can order many small items in the antipasto al la carte section: Maytag Blue Cheese, spicy pickled cucumber, and smoked chorizo among others. Beef sliders with rosemary bacon and avocado mousse were flying out of the kitchen. Mom’s meatloaf, spring pea custard, pulled pork platter, grilled vegetable salad and cold smoked salmon round out the shared plate section.
They have just installed the beer taps to satisfy the other half of their name. They get local with Yazoo Pale, Dos, Heffe and Seasonal. Harp, Guinness, Abita Amber and Sam Adams are more predictable. There is one standout: our favorite BBC Bourbon Barrel Stout. One would assume from the name that the taps may be a growing part of the venture. The tiny wine list could use better variety.
Veggie Eater: I find it a bit odd that the wine menu is completely devoid of Spanish wine; perhaps a respectful nod to the inspiration for this restaurant could be accommodated. On my first visit, to be fair within the first 2 weeks of opening, I found myself agitated at points. Let me say The Corn Bread Debacle of 2010 (she refers to the price) did not put me in a happy place. The truffle mac and cheese seemed a bit gloppy and was lukewarm. Being of Sicilian descent, I have been known to harbor a grudge. However, my spirits were buoyed on my second visit. The Tator Tots were large, fluffy, and crispy and reasonably portioned as a tapas item. They seemed to be covered in a light panko coating to enhance their crispiness. My only complaint is that they could have been more generously drizzled with the tomato coulis. The Tapenade with toast was fresh and very green olive-y (my favorite). We left this visit contentedly sated and not bankrupt.
Meat Eater: The converted bungalow is soothing and welcoming. While the silly beer signs don’t fit in at all, the rest of the décor is warm and stylish. This is a quirky restaurant, almost like someone is constantly trying to dress things up to make them seem “fancy” and “hip”. The food manages to speak for itself and there is some real talent in that kitchen. The service is excellent. They have folks literally scanning the dining room keeping an eye on things. All that made for a positive experience for us. We’ll be back and hopefully sitting on that inviting deck when the high temperatures finally break.
We paid $50 for three plates, wine and a beer and on another visit $32 for four items with tax and tip.












