Dan Tharp, Josh Amolsch and Amy McMullan pause from eating at Hawks in Midtown.

Preparing for the next 3 months in Sacramento real estate required a visit last night by the Elizabeth Weintraub Team to Hawks in Midtown for dinner and drinks. Hawks Public House is the restaurant, and Hawks Provisions is the delectable to-go-side (take-outs and sandwiches). You’ve probably driven past it on Stockton / P Streets on Alhambra plenty of times, saw the place was jam-packed and wondered about it. Or, maybe you read a review in the Sacramento Bee by Carla Meyer. Or, perhaps you’ve been to Hawks in Granite Bay and are curious about the spin-off in Midtown.

Whatever your reason for thinking about stopping at Hawks in Midtown, you should go. Be prepared for plenty of noise, though. It’s very loud, and your throat might feel a little sore by the end of the evening from screaming across the table, but it’s all part of the ambiance and a seriously small sacrifice in exchange for such luxurious food.

I had a super busy day, this last day in March. First, I replaced a crown yesterday morning. My dentist in Midtown thought it was a 20-year crown until I corrected him. That crown was done 40 years ago. It was the first crown I ever received, and it was a shock at that tender age, my early 20s, to acknowledge that an original part of my body was defective. I had cracked my molar. There was no turning back. I had to accept a foreign element as a fix for it. I was no longer unadulterated. Getting my first crown was worse than the aftermath of lost virginity or a first, second, third or fourth divorce, those other milestones in life.

Adam wishes his wife would stop poking his radiatore at Hawks in Midtown.

Of course now, now that I’m turning 64 in a few months, my attitude has shifted. I’m almost willing to change out all of my body parts for better ones. Although my jaw was still sore from the novocaine injection, it didn’t stop me from celebrating with my Weintraub Team at Hawks in Midtown. We indulged in a feast of appetizers and snacks before our entrees. You can see the photo with my patient husband, wondering when he might get to eat as I’m stabbing his radiatore with my fork.

The next 3 months in Sacramento real estate will be crazy nuts this year. We might not get another chance to hang out for at least 90 days. This is the time to be on the market in Sacramento, not July or August. Now. Today. And the listings are trickling in . . . in fact, I just listed a new home in Carmichael and had to rush to Hawks in Midtown to make our 6:30 reservation.

Barbara Dow and Dan Tharp at Hawks in Midtown chose the burger and fries.

But we didn’t really talk much about Sacramento real estate. Not to mention, we were busy eating. The steak tartare was fabulous, but the asparagus salad was pretty skimpy to share. The Ciccioli was a delightful surprise as I was not expecting to like a pressed terrine of pig fat (served with sour cherry mustard and toast made it even better than I had imagined). I also devoured in like 30 seconds the trout with black-eyed peas, and the skin was crisp, seasoned and perfect.

Dan Tharp (from Guild Mortgage), and REALTORS® Amy McMullan, Barbara Dow and Josh Amolsch, all ordered the Wagyu beef burger, served with gruyére and caramelized onions on a brioche bun. The french fries alone were superb. I don’t know how we managed to survive dessert because we had entered the state of mind where it just doesn’t get any better than this.

If you go to Hawks in Midtown, enter from the Stockton Street side, directly into the Sutter parking lot and head off to your left. They take reservations for parties of 6 minimum, and there is basically one huge round table that will support a party of 6 to 8 people comfortably. Although, Hawks should consider installing screens to block some of that late afternoon sun from shining directly into the eyes of their diners.