Mar 2007

Pico de Gallo – San Antonio

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March 2, 2007
Cuisine: Mexican

111 South Leona
San Antonio, TX

Telephone: 210-225-6060
Website: http://www.picodegallo.com/

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Tortilla chips with salsa (complimentary)

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Entree I: Qui-Kiri-Ki – A sample platter consisting of chicken mini-flautas, mini-chalupas de picadillo, cheese quesadillas, and bean and cheese nachos with guacamole and sour cream ($8.25)

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Entree II: Caldo Del Mercado – Our famous tortilla soup is prepared with tender chicken, chicken/tomato broth and topped with Monterey Jack Cheese, avocado slices, fresh cilantro and crisp tortilla chips ($5.95)

A local recommended that my colleague and I dine at Pico de Gallo before we left San Antonio. She said enthusiastically, “All the tourists go there!” I generally avoid tourist traps, but my colleague was hungry and the place was nearby.

The first thing I noticed upon arriving at the restaurant was the ridiculous amount of decorations strung on the ceilings—piñatas, Christmas lights, and colorful banners covered every possible inch (see pictures). The décor reminded me of Times Square, Tijuana, and my high school Spanish classrooms rolled into one. While some may be turned off by such gaudiness, I must admit I kind of loved it.

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We munched on chips and salsa while we perused the menu. I was surprised we were not served pico de gallo! The salsa was initially mild, but had a surge in spiciness toward the end that was too hot for me.

As I’ve said before—for a SoCal gal, I don’t like Mexican food as much as I should. It’s mainly because the cuisine is too heavy on cheese, meat, and deep frying. To avoid the post-Mexican food heaviness, I ordered the tortilla soup. The large bowl of soup was full of chicken and cheese, but skimpy on avocado and served with fresh tortillas (corn and flour) and tortilla chips on the side. I have never thought to eat fresh tortillas with tortilla soup, but will do so from now on because it’s delicious. The soup was fantastic, especially the melted cheese and aromatic broth.

My colleague ordered a sampler platter consisting of everything I dislike about Mexican food. She gobbled it all up like a champ.

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Mar 2007

Biga on the Banks – San Antonio

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March 1, 2007
Cuisine: Mediterranean, Southwestern, Asian

203 S Saint Marys St # 100
San Antonio, TX 78205

Phone: 210-271-7603
Website: http://www.biga.com/

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Sesame, corn, and white bread (complimentary)

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Espresso Martini ($8.50)

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Appetizer I: Chicken-fried Gulf oysters, squid ink linguine, Swiss Chard, pancetta, mustard hollandaise ($13)

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Appetizer II: Sweet potato, tomatillo and tortilla soup, cilantro sour cream and corn crisps

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Entree I: Seared natural scallops, on riso pasta with gruyere, crispy pancetta, hydroponic basil, citrus butter sauce ($32)

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Entree II: Roasted beef hanger steak, boulangère potatoes, jammy tomato, broccolini, house-made steak sauce, béarnaise

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Dessert: Toasty Chocolate Nib Waffle with Mexican hot chocolate, orange-vanilla marshmallows, strawberry compote, sweet cream

Prior to my visit to San Antonio for business, I consulted Gayot for restaurant advice. Biga on the Banks received a highly respectable score of 16 and was not overly pricey to expense so I went ahead and made a reservation. My colleague and I were seated at a table for four overlooking the famed Riverwalk, which is a cross between the Venetian in Las Vegas and Disneyland.

My colleague relaxed before dinner with an Espresso Martini. She is a boozehound and Starbucks addict so this drink rocked her world. In fact, she raved about the martini for the rest of our stay in San Antonio. Since I do not drink my calories, I sampled the breads. The cornbread was the best of the bunch, but would have been much tastier warm; bread ought to be toasty for the butter to melt. The sesame and white breads were so-so.

I ordered the Chicken-fried Gulf Oysters for my appetizer. Each oyster was deep-fried to a golden crisp and sat atop a bed of squid ink linguine, Swiss Chard and pancetta. A creamy mustard hollandaise topped the oysters and thick balsamic vinegar was drizzled on the plate. The squid ink added a somewhat sweet and salty flavor to the pasta. I liked how the savory pancetta contrasted beautifully with the pasta and oysters, but the hollandaise was too rich for my taste.

Whereas I ordered a la carte, my colleague chose the three-course Winter Fare menu for $35. Her appetizer was the sweet potato soup. Even though she is not a fan of sweet potato, she finished the entire bowl. She was glad the soup was more tortilla soup than sweet potato bisque.

For my entree I settled on the seared scallops. Each scallop was placed on a slice of sweet grilled tomatoes and garnished with a strip of fried bacon. The scallops were huge and delicate, but a bit over-salted, especially with the bacon. The citrus butter sauce was excellent, but not strong enough to cut the dish’s overall saltiness. The accompanying risotto was simple and delicious.

My colleague enjoyed her entree immensely. She loved the rare meat coupled with the oven-baked potatoes. She sadly avoids carbohydrates in her everyday diet, so this meal was a special treat.

For dessert we shared the Toasty Chocolate Nib Waffle with Mexican hot chocolate, orange-vanilla marshmallows, strawberry compote, sweet cream. The waffle with strawberry compote reminded me of Sunday brunch at Swarthmore, which is not a good thing. The marshmallow was tough, but good once I was able to bite all the way through–the orange flavor was subdued. The highlight was definitely the hot chocolate. It was intensely rich and absolutely decadent. I enthusiastically drank every last drop.

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Mar 2007

Wachovia Center Funnel Cakes – Philadelphia

February 28, 2007
Cuisine: American (Traditional)

Wachovia Center
3601 South Broad Street, Philadelphia, PA 19148

Phone: none
Website: http://www.comcast-spectacor.com/arenainfo/food.asp

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Funnel Cake ($5)

The Gastronomer and I recently attended a Philadelphia 76ers game, and as halftime approached several of my friends and I succumbed to a scoreboard ad touting greasy and delicious funnel cakes outside section 114. Funnel cakes have long been one of my favorite sweet treats—better than a donut, they provide the perfect closure to a day at a fair or amusement park. When the opportunity to indulge arises, it is hard for me to resist.

When we arrived at the funnel cake stand, there were at least 30-40 people in line. After deliberating briefly, we decided that the wait would be worth it. Little did we know that the small deep fryer could only hold two funnel cakes at one time, and that we would miss almost the entire third quarter. While my friends and I waited in line, the Gastronomer struck up a conversation with the funnelers. She returned to report that behind the stand lived a “kind woman putting kind powdered sugar on the kind funnel cakes” and a man cooking in the dark. In surprising news, the cakes and frying oil were proclaimed to be trans fat free. This information gave us courage to persevere as the line crept forward.

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When we finally received our funnel cakes, I was struck by the fact that they seemed to be rather small. The powdered sugar-to-dough ratio for funnel cakes is always rather high, but these were ridiculous. The skimpy portion of actual cake was disappointing but not unexpected—arena concession stands exist for no other purpose than to inflate the profits of the stadium owner and teams. Fortunately, when I bit into one of the light and slightly crispy strands, my mouth was filled with the classic taste that I have come to love. If I breathed too hard on the cake, a cloud of sugar would rise into the air and coat my clothes—just as it should be. I finished half of the cake before we even made it back to our seats. The Gastronomer tried a bit of the cake and liked it enough to have another.

Funnel cakes are pretty much all the same, and I would rate this one as about average. The batter was good, although maybe a little too crunchy at the edges, and the sugar served its purpose but was certainly overdone. I thoroughly enjoyed eating it, but in the final analysis, I’m not sure the cake was worth missing almost ¼ of the game.

Next time I’m at the Wachovia Center, I’ll probably pass.