(As always, pictures are clickable, so please, don't make the pictures sad, they long to be clicked, so click early, click often.)
Dylan and I took off Friday evening and we arrived at Fred and Christine's about 8:30. We had fruit, cheese, excellent salami and beverages.
Saturday morning after sleeping quite late, we went to have an early lunch/late breakfast at Le Madeleine. It was packed. Not feeling up to an hour wait, we opted for Cafe Express. Always a good choice. I had the Signature Triple Deli Salad. Delicious.
We then went to Barnes and Noble where I purchased (for me) Disgrace and Midnight's Children, (For the boys summer reading) A Tale Of Two Cities and A Separate Peace. I also bought Dylan a study guide to go with the Dickens. I then did a bit of shopping at World Market. I picked up some wine and a few items for the kitchen.
Saturday evening was windy, oppressively humid and
The weather had other ideas, so it was seafood inside, sans band.
The Top Water Grill, right before the rain.
Great food, shoddy service.
Our table had fish tacos (perfect), fried shrimp and scallops (light, panko covered, and moist), ribeye steak (slightly over-cooked). Flat draft beer.
Sunday morning brought us a little sunshine, and much less humidity. We went downtown to have brunch at Farrago. There was about a 45 minute wait to be seated, but a place at the bar and bottomless Mimosa's made the wait almost pleasant.
The crowd was for the most part a little younger and hipper than we were, but we weren't there to be seen, we were there for the food!
The food delivered.
With the exception of the potato cakes, which were far too crisp, the food was divine. I started with the petite bowl of Pasole. OK - petite is a relative term. Petite compared to a washtub maybe. I was served a well-sized bowl of the most perfect pasole I have ever eaten. The pork was lean, tender, and juicy. When cooking pork this tender, it often becomes stringy and dry. Not here, the pork was tender enough to just about melt in your mouth, and moist all the way through. It was spicy, but not distractingly so, it tasted of roasted chile, pork, and hominy, with a clean taste of lime and cilantro cutting through ever so slightly. It was perfect. So perfect, in fact, that my otherwise exceptional huevos rancheros on tomato polenta and black beans with roasted corn salsa was a mere afterthought, although a delicious after thought to be sure.
The tenderloin migas was wonderful and well cooked, and the spinach and feta souffle with a rosemary beurre blanc was outstanding. Tender, smooth, and decadently rich. I wish I had taken more pictures, but by this time the bottomless mimosas were taking their toll.
Farrago
Fred and Christine didn't mind the wait.
Dylan, not enjoying the wait as much as we were.
The bar was full of happy mimosa drinkers.
Perfect Pasole
There was a little sunshine downtown.
This little girl enjoyed the weather.
Can you name this (infamous) building?
This is from the downtown Aquarium. Too bad the food isn't as good as the view.
I love downtown.
We made our trip to Le Madeleine on Monday before hitting the Mall, where I did my part to boost the economy.
I bought some clothes, some photography lights, and a new lens. My next food pictures should be significantly better. We shall see.
