I've always experienced some cognitive dissonance with the word "bucolic", originating as it does from the root words "butane" and "colic". It must be because I was musing on this fascinating piece of nonsense that I forgot the name of this restaurant, so if I were to recommend it to you, I'd have to say head west on 21st Street past Colley, past the Taphouse, and it's on the left before you get to Channello's. And I do recommend it, so far. The hummus is a bit mild for me, but the pita bread is the freshest and softest I've ever had. And that view from the front deck! Bucolic!