Maybe, just maybe, I'll move Eleven up to 5 stars after I get to dine on the patio.  First things first.  Why not 5 Stars?  Because this is the BEST place I've eaten in the Pitts, I want to give 5 stars but can't.  \n\nParts of my goat cheese and swiss chard ravioli were cold; at other times the ham piece accompaniement was pure fat (delish yet gross).  Overall, I loved the effing dish.   Scallops.  Um, yeah, if you like bacon, fat and salt. Hold on.  I  need to masturbate here.  I'll be right back.  Shit is fucking orgasmic.\n\nOverall the service was good, at times a bit much and then...absent.  I got some sea salt caramels with the check...well, with the 2nd glass of wine...and a box to go...I lurved them so much.  And I love you too, so ask for extras.\n\ncaramel+salt=talk to you soon! i'm busy