Ronin Brings an Ever-Changing Farm-Fresh Menu to Downtown Bryan

Since 2013, the Lights have hosted al fresco Full Moon Dinners nine months of the year under the canopy of trees on their farm. The evenings feature a nine-course tasting menu; during the dessert course, about 50 guests make their way down a path to sit under the stars in the garden. The Lights also maintain a busy catering business, serving weddings and other special events.

Ronin Restaurant

800 N. Main St. in Bryan
Open Thu-Sat 5-10 p.m. and Sun 11 am.-2 p.m.
Full Moon Dinners are by reservation only; visit the website for upcoming dates and reservations.

979-704-3294
ronintx.com

This past May, the couple opened their first brick-and-mortar restaurant, Ronin, which can seat 134 in a restored 100-year-old icehouse building in downtown Bryan. They hadn’t always planned to open a restaurant, but their growing business—from the sellout Full Moon Dinners to a booked calendar of catering events—allowed them to dream a little bigger. “It’s like you took Grandma’s house and a fine-dining restaurant and squished them together,” Brian says.

Inside the restaurant, two long community tables serve as the focal point of the main dining area. Facing the open kitchen and its wood-fired grill, the tables are suspended on wires that can raise and lower as needed for added event space. There’s also a more private dining room with traditional two- and four-top tables inlaid with wood from the original icehouse floors.

The Lights hope the arrangement of diners seated at community tables will be a small step toward bringing neighbors together; indeed, they have already heard stories of people making unexpected connections. “Ninety percent of the time, people are totally into the communal aspect,” Amanda says. “We’re bringing the farm to the city and trying to get people to talk to their neighbor and engage a little bit.”

“A beet will always taste like a beet, an orange will always taste like an orange. I’m not an artist; I’m a worker.”

Brian whips up dishes in the back of the house while Amanda staffs the front. When you leave your seat, your cloth napkin is always folded for you. Though there’s an acute attention to detail, the atmosphere isn’t stuffy. Items range from $9 to $12 for small plates and up to $25 for entrees, and there is a suggested wine pairing for each dish. Staffers wear dark-wash jeans; you don’t have to restrict your visits to special occasions only.

“It should be a genuine experience with all the proper techniques behind it,” Amanda says. “We want people to come here and feel super at ease and comfortable.”

“Ronin” refers to a Japanese samurai without a master, and it conveys Brian’s respect and appreciation for Japanese cuisine and culture, which blossomed while studying hospitality in Japan and later working for “Iron Chef” Masaharu Morimoto in Philadelphia.

But Brian considers a specific standard when creating dishes for Ronin: “Would Grandma make this?” Which means it has to be authentic and true to whatever type of cuisine he’s cooking. Brian’s not so much interested in trends as he is in showcasing his fresh ingredients and staying true to time-honored cooking techniques. When he creates the menu, which changes several times throughout the week, Brian pores over old cookbooks and researches traditional cooking methods for inspiration. “I think there’s so much to learn going backwards—I go back to peasant farmers, some of the oldest populations in the world, all this stuff that we’ve forgotten to do.”

At Ronin, farm-to-table is not just lip service. The Lights hired a full-time farmer, Corey Wahl (credited as “director of farm operations” on the menu), to cultivate the fruits and vegetables on their farm, seven miles west of the restaurant. Wahl picks produce to appear on plates that evening, or sets them aside to be preserved for use during the off-season. This summer, Ronin averaged 250 pounds of fresh vegetables a week.

The Lights also raise pigs and chickens, waiting at times to add certain dishes to the menu until the animals are ready for butcher. “People ask, ‘Why isn’t there chicken on the menu?’” Amanda says. “Because it’s still alive. We raise Freedom Rangers, and Brian doesn’t want to put [another variety of] chicken on our menu because of how good that chicken tastes. So in the fall we’ll have chicken.”

Meals start with complimentary “farmer snacks” (The Lights’ take on amuse-bouche). On a recent evening, a server delivered house-made pickles infused with coriander grown on the farm. Another farmer snack: pickled radish seed pods with chili pequin—“little bowls of lovely, whatever-it-is-that-we-have-an-abundance-of,” Amanda says.

One delightful aspect of exploring the dishes is the fresh-plucked herbs and delicate flowers that top them. You begin to understand the Lights’ fascination with produce when you think, “Who knew parsley tasted like this?”

“One and one will always equal two,” says the enthusiastic yet soft-spoken chef. “A beet will always taste like a beet, an orange will always taste like an orange. I’m not an artist; I’m a worker.”

At Ronin, the single-page menu ranges from a cheese board with Texas goat cheese, bread with strawberry jam, candied pecan, and kimchi, to a salad showcasing several varieties of fresh tomatoes and a sorghum-glazed pork chop with collard greens, to ratatouille prepared with eggplant, bell pepper, and roasted garlic.

Finishing the meal, pastry chef Eliza Young creates beautiful desserts—her watermelon soufflé is pillow-soft with a light crunch at the top and bottom, infused with delicate sweetness.

It’s a meal that would make Grandma proud.