Showing posts with label regional. Show all posts
Showing posts with label regional. Show all posts

Monday, October 09, 2006

Lonesome Dove Western Bistro
(Southwestern)
29 West 21st Street between 5th and 6th Avenue (Flatiron)
New York, NY 10010
(212) 414-3139
http://www.lonesomedovebistro.com/
Subway: N/R/W/F/V to 23rd Street
Bus: M2/3/4/5/6/7 to 23rd Street


When we were in Dallas recently, we had dinner with my husband’s brother and sister-in-law. They live in Fort Worth and told us that an amazing Fort Worth restaurant was opening a NYC outpost. They said it was their favorite and raved about its chef Tim Love and the restaurant for quite a while. I had completely forgotten about it, until I received my local Daily Candy (http://www.dailycandy.com/) a couple weeks ago which featured Lonesome Dove. With my 11-month anniversary rapidly approaching, I thought it was a perfect excuse to make a reservation.

A bearskin rug lies on the sidewalk in front of Lonesome Dove, a dimly lit, casual restaurant in the Flatiron district. As you enter, a long bar encompasses the entire front half of the restaurant, making the entrance narrow while heading into the dining area. Although the restaurant was fairly empty at 7:30pm on a Friday evening, we were seated at a small uncomfortable table right next to a vertical beam. Within minutes, a table of four was seated right beside us, so close that I was practically cheek-to-cheek with one of the diners.

The wine list wasn’t very familiar to me, so we asked for the sommelier, who suggested only one wine which, at $75, ran higher than average. I personally think it’s the sommelier’s duty to request a price range, but this one didn’t. We were, however, pleased with the suggestion: J. Wilkes Bien Nacinto Vineyards Hillside Pinot Noir 2004.

Upon reviewing the menu, I found it interesting and quite different with a lot of sweet, fruity additions like huckleberry, raspberry, wild cherry and even candied jalapenos to spicy savory dishes. The attention-grabbing main course was the entrée for two: a Tomahawk chop, lobster tails, scallops and mashed potatoes carved and served tableside by the chef for market price (that night, $125, which was more than I had in mind). We decided on two appetizers, two entrees and two side dishes and waited in anticipation.

After ordering, bread was finally served to us; it tasted fine, nothing spectacular, but I’m not sure exactly what it had to do with Urban Western food – it was similar to Middle Eastern flatbread or pita bread. The softened butter was a highlight that I appreciated.

When our appetizers arrived, I was surprised at the lack of presentation. Both the buffalo corn dogs (3 for $12) and rabbit & manchego empanadas (4 for $9, I think) were served on the same white oversized dinner plate, the corn dogs separated by being placed in a concession-stand-esque red & white paper food basket. The corn dogs were very greasy, and the State Fair sauce that accompanied them tasted like mayo mixed with relish juice which I’m still not sure is a good combination. The empanadas had potential especially when when paired with the accompanying sauce; however, barely enough sauce for one was drizzled on the plate.

After an unsuccessful round of appetizers, we hoped that entrees would have better luck. My husband’s hand-cut beef tenderloin (medium-rare, $3.40 per ounce) with Serrano-lime butter was a tasty piece of meat, but was overly seasoned with very coarse black pepper. As my husband describes it, “It was like eating a hunk of black pepper with meat.” My grilled veal chop (medium-rare, $34) was similar where the quality of the meat was actually quite good, but it was so overseasoned and salty that some pieces were impossible to eat. Also, none of the fat seemed to be trimmed and the overseasoning and oversalting extended to the sauce to the point that I was unable to eat the grilled forest mushrooms or the crispy ricotta dumplings that came with it. I actually like salty food, so for it to be salty for me, it had to be VERY SALTY. The side dishes were unremarkable: $6 French fries were limp and not crispy; $12 white truffle mac & cheese used orzo rather than standard elbow macaroni and wasn't very cheesy (although it was creamy and white truffley). That said, the mac & cheese was the only passable part of the main course. Other dishes did look interesting: the seared monkfish and spicy posole stew with fried lobster bacon, garlic-stuffed beef tenderloin and, of course, the Tomahawk chop.

To round-out our meal, we ordered the ice cream sandwich for dessert, a simple dessert of vanilla ice cream between two chocolate chip cookies, but even the simple was poorly executed: the cookies were overcooked (burnt on the bottoms) and so hard that we couldn’t even dent them with a spoon, which was a bad match for softened ice cream, because if you tried to pick up the sandwich to take a bite, the ice cream smushed right out while trying to bite into the hard-as-a-rock cookies.

Our waitress (from Oklahoma) seemed overly enthusiastic about everything at the start, but it was hard for her to access our table throughout the meal since the table next to us was basically on top of us. When we got our bill after this unsatisfying meal, we were surprised at how expensive it was, even though the prices were on the menu. Considering the size of the appetizers, the taste of the entrees and the lack of care in the dessert, prices were high. And then I noticed an error on the bill; rather than charging us $75 (the price on the wine list) for the wine, we were charged $90, which is a bad mistake for a new restaurant. When I pointed it out to our waitress, we barely received an apology; she just changed the price of the wine and returned the bill to us.

Poor execution of interesting ideas may keep this restaurant from being a success. The only saving grace of this dinner was the wine because I’ve found a new wine that I really enjoy.

Thursday, August 31, 2006


Mama’s Daughters’ Diner
(American, Comfort Food)
2014 Irving Boulevard between Manufacturing Street and Turtle Creek Boulevard
Dallas, TX 75207
(214) 742-8646
http://www.mamasdaughtersdiner.com/


On my quest for the ultimate comfort food in Dallas, I found Mama’s Daughters’ Diner. Although there are a few other branches, the Irving Blvd one is the original. On a Saturday morning, we found Mama’s Daughters’ Diner in a strange, desolate area. The restaurant was already crowded, and I was so happy that we motivated early enough to get a table.

Adorned on the walls are tons of photos, particularly of Norma, the original Mama. Something about the photo felt welcoming, and then I began to take in the aromas wafting throughout the restaurant. Dishes moved quickly out of the kitchen to the tables, and maybe I was just hungry, but I couldn’t help but stare at EVERYTHING because it all looked so good.

I ordered Mama’s breakfast special (my choices in parentheses): 2 eggs (egg whites well-done), grits or hash browns (grits), biscuits or toast (biscuits) and gravy, and chicken-fried steak, breakfast steak or 2 pork chops (chicken-fried steak). My husband had a breakfast special as well: 2 eggs (sunny-side up), 2 pancakes, biscuits and bacon. My eyes were big so I also ordered a side of hash browns (crispy) and a cinnamon roll.

The cinnamon roll was served first, and it was the most delicious cinnamon roll I have ever, ever had. It was homemade, warm, not too sweet, not too cinnamony, doughy. It was perfect. I wish I had ordered another one. As we were demolishing the cinnamon roll, our food came out.

I quickly sliced into the chicken-fried steak, and it wasn’t as knife-tender as I’d hoped… nor was it as seasoned and spicy – it was just OK. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t memorable. The gravy was pretty good; I especially enjoyed the flecks of pork in the gravy. I couldn’t eat the eggs, because, despite the “well-done” request, there were wet, almost-raw areas, which I couldn’t eat.

When I asked the waitress for butter for the grits and the biscuits, she pointed to the table – more specifically, a red plastic basket filled with individual tubs of Land O’ Lakes fresh buttery taste spread. Butter… SUBSTITUTE. When I explained to the waitress that I would prefer real butter, she said there was none in the restaurant. No butter in the restaurant??? Who doesn’t use butter??? After getting over the initial shock, I added the Land O’ Lakes fresh buttery spread to my grits, but they were inedible, regardless of the fake butter. Too gritty, not cooked long enough, and I must’ve gotten the bottom of the pot… I think I got the entire stale layer that gets stuck to the bottom.

I enjoyed the biscuits; they were more flaky, less crumbly and although they weren’t perfect, they were pretty darn good… especially smothered in the pork gravy. The hash browns were the shredded potato-kind, and cooked crispy, they were a delicious addition to the meal. My husband’s pancakes were great, fluffy, almost melt-in-your-mouth. The bacon was really meaty and chewy; it tasted good, but I prefer my bacon crisp. Since bacon didn’t come with my order, I’ll have to request crispy bacon next time.

Next time, and there will DEFINITELY be a next time since I’m still wishing that I had gotten pie (we were sitting in plain view of the pies, and they looked amazing)… and another cinnamon roll… next time, we’ll have to try lunch, since Mama’s closes at 3pm on the days they’re open. Before this ends, I have to comment on the prices. Mama’s is the definition of cheap eats. I was in opposite sticker shock! A side of hash browns was 89 cents; I think that may be cheaper than McDonald’s.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006


Good Eats (Southern, American, Comfort Food)
3888 Oak Lawn Avenue between Blackburn Street and Irving Avenue (but the restaurant is basically on the corner of Irving)
Dallas, TX 75219
(214) 522-3287
http://www.goodeatsgrill.com/
Public Transportation: I have no idea if there even is public transport in Dallas





I didn’t grow up in Dallas, or anywhere near the South, but I think of myself as somewhat of a “comfort food” aficionado (if I do say so myself!). When my husband and I were invited down to Dallas for a long weekend (first-class tickets and a room at the Mansion on Turtle Creek), I was excited to oblige (especially when I thought of the delicious food possibilities: chicken-fried steak, authentic Mexican and Texan BBQ).

I researched restaurants and cafes before we left, but the heat and my hunger panicked me when I walked out of the hotel so I asked the valet for a suggestion for some “local” food, and he pointed me in the direction of Good Eats (when I heard the name, I immediately thought of the Food Network show “Good Eats” which I thought was a good omen).

Good Eats is a mini-chain (4 locations) wholly within Texas, and when I pulled into the strip mall parking lot, I was a bit apprehensive, but this was slightly eased when I saw people waiting outside for the restaurant to open at 11AM.

The décor of the restaurant looks like an Applebee’s hit a rodeo. This made me nervous again, and I regretted taking the advice of the hotel valet and not planning better.

My husband was at a meeting so I was alone, and the incredibly friendly maitre d’ seated me at a spacious and comfortable booth. The young waitress was sweet as well – actually, everyone, including the patrons, acted friendly and smiley… exactly what you would expect in Texas. When I asked her what was good and fresh, she responded, “Everything’s made fresh, besides the fries… and the spinach…” Before she could go on, I ordered their award-winning chicken-fried steak (it won kudos from D Magazine and the State Fair of Texas – how could I not?) which came with two sides (I chose garlic spinach – a special – and French fries).

When the bread came out and being in Texas, I instinctively reached straight for the cornbread… what a mistake! It was horrible, like crumbly sawdust. I would’ve tried to spread on the accompanying softened whipped butter, except the entire piece crumbled into my hand as I tried. Having given up on the cornbread, I warily reached for the plain wheat roll. WOW… to my surprise, it was soft, warm and delicious. It was doughy and yeasty in a homemade-sorta-way, and the smell reminded me a little of the fresh-baked bread from Subway.

Finally, as I watched every other table being served (by the way, the restaurant filled up within 30 minutes of opening!), my entrée came out, and it was exactly what I had hoped for. The chicken-fried steak looked golden brown, well-seasoned and crusty. Amazingly, it tasted even better than it looked – tender, spicy, crispy. And the gravy atop was the perfect sauce… until it congealed three minutes later perhaps due to the AC blasting (combating the 100+ degree heat outside). Strangely, the crusty chicken-fried steak still remained crusty – not soggy in the least – even underneath that layer of gravy – a scientific wonder.

The greens were waterlogged, the fries missed being crispy (maybe they needed to fry it with the same method as the chicken-fried steak), yet I would definitely return to Good Eats, and next time, maybe I’ll try the meatloaf or pot roast, but I doubt it.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Dinosaur Bar-B-Que
646 W. 131st Street @12th Avenue (very close to West Side Hwy)
New York, NY 10027
(212) 694-1777
http://www.dinosaurbarbque.com/
Subway: 1 train to 125th Street/Broadway


Last night about 10 of us trekked up to Harlem (1st time!) for a farewell dinner at Dinosaur Bar-B-Que. Four of us arrived almost an hour early for our 8PM reservation, and as we entered the restaurant, our surroundings went from urban Harlem to a wild wild West rodeobar in full swing. We waited in the comfortable bar which had an ample assortment of interesting beers on tap. The best way to try a few (without getting hammered immediately) was the beer flight (4 4-oz samples of your choice); also available was a flight of agave tequilas (which we weren't ready to tackle). I also tried the Remy Red sangria (too strong, not fruity, not recommended), and everyone had some of our favorite beer: the Abita Purple Haze. While at the bar, we couldn't resist so we ordered a small Swag Sampler (fried green tomatoes, chicken wings, spicy shrimp boil and Creole deviled eggs)... it was good enough that we ordered it again once we were seated.

When all 10 of us were finally there and seated, we ordered A LOT of food & drink, starting with Coors Light pitchers (there are so few places in NYC that have pitchers!), 2 large Swag Samplers and 2 orders of chili. The noise level was loud, but audible conversation was definitely not a problem. The food came fast and despite our little bar snack, we were still hungry. The fried green tomatoes were excellent: tender yet not mushy on the inside of the perfectly crisp crust. The Creole deviled eggs were exactly right: creamy, tangy with a hint of spice. The drunken spicy shrimp boil, full of Old Bay spice, was also perfect, and this comes from a girl who went to school in Baltimore and had her fair share of Old Bay spiced shrimp. Even my husband, who snubs getting down & dirty to peel his own shrimp, started peeling away (after I peeled his first so he could see how good they really were). The chicken wings... they were meaty, but they didn't really taste like much. No one asked us how we wanted them, so make sure you specify if you do order this dish. The chili -- our native Syracusean, which is from where Dinosaur Bar-B-Que hails, talked highly of it -- I thought it was strange. It had a slightly sweet aftertaste... it didn't do it for me.

Down to dinner: at every meal, there are always people who eat like you, and who don't eat like you. I like to separate the table based on eating style: good eaters on one side, non-eaters far far away from me. Four of us last night were eaters, and the four of us shared the sampler extreme (1/2 rack of ribs, Texas beef brisket, 1/2 bar-b-q chicken), pork & brisket (pulled pork & brisket), an additional 3/4 rack of ribs plus 4 pieces of honey hush cornbread and 6 side dishes (each dish comes with 2 sides): mac & cheese (2), cole slaw, mini iceberg wedge (mini version of the salad they offer as a starter), french fries and Syracuse style salt potatoes. The pulled pork and brisket were tender, fall-apart good, and I would definitely recommend both. The ribs were good; some pieces were meatier and better, while others were dry and meatless. I wouldn't rave over them. My husband, a Texas native, felt similarly, and although I wouldn't trust him to review any Asian cuisine, I think he's a rib aficionado. I didn't touch the chicken; it looked dry, and at the end of the meal, it was the only thing left on our plates. As for sides, the mac & cheese, one of my favorite foods ever, was pretty good (creamy, a little dry), and each bite made me like it even more. The Syracuse-style salt potatoes were the best new thing I've eaten in a while: buttery-boiled new potatoes slathered in a buttery-delicious sauce. The fries were fries; the cole slaw didn't wow me. If the mini-iceberg wedge is anything like their actual wedge salad, DON'T GO THERE -- all we got was a little chunk of lettuce with a couple halved grape tomatoes and their house dressing in one of those red & white paper boats. What happened to the bacon and pecans that was in the salad description???

Overall, I think Dinosaur was pretty good. I definitely know what I would (and would not) order next time, and I still want to try to the Hot Elgin Sausage and simmered greens. Plus, it was CHEAP... tons of food, tons of drink and the bill was $32 per person, including tip!! That might be less than half of what we'd spend at Blue Smoke (reviewed 7/16/2006)! Harlem is not close, but the good food, hopping-fun scene and right price just might make it worth it.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

Blue Smoke (BBQ)
116 East 27th St between Park/Lexington Aves
New York, NY 10016
(212) 447-7733
Subway: 6 train to 28th St; Bus: M1 to 28th St


If you've never been to Danny Meyer's BBQ heaven (it is one of my favorite places to eat & drink in NYC), definitely make a reservation, unless you want to wait 2-3 hours at the long bar, sometimes standing 2-3 people deep to order a drink... dinnertime any day of the week can be chaotic.

Once you are seated, plan to indulge. On this visit, sister#3 and I had birthday brunch on a Sunday, which was the quietest I have ever seen this restaurant. Most of the occupied tables had children, another anomaly to me here. We were hungry, and we ordered plenty for two.

I always get the pulled pork sandwich (accompanied by coleslaw) because it is THAT GOOD (the pulled pork platter is $6 more, has a little more meat and comes with beans); however, it's always on the menu, and on Sunday, there was a special that sounded great: short rib sandwich with potato salad. So I went with it. My sister ordered the oyster po' boy. We shared a side of mac & cheese, french fries and chicken-jalapeno sausage.

The oyster po' boy was delicious - not exactly authentic, but shredded lettuce, tomato, perfectly fried oysters... had there been a little more remoulade, it would have smelled like New Orleans. The celeriac slaw, however, was not authentic and tasted dirty. The short rib sandwich could have been amazing, except for the sauce, which was overly sweet. I tried to wipe it off, but there was too much. The fries are always good (not tough to make good fries), and I love the mac & cheese, elbow noodles in a creamy, cheesy, slightly processed (in a good way) sauce. The sausage was too spicy and not really good.

We had both come off a night of drinking so it was water only, but if this were a usual meal, I would've ordered a Lynchburg Lemonade or mint julep. And next time I go (which will hopefully be soon), I know my husband will get the Texas salt & pepper beef ribs, and I'll either check out Sunday night's special chicken-fried steak or stick with my old favorite, the pulled pork sandwich.