A blog devoted to restaurant reviews and recommendations, by friends who know good food when they taste it.
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Zuni Cafe
Friday, September 9, 2011
Perbacco
Perbacco is a well established traditional, yet modern, Italian restaurant specializing primarily in the regional cuisine of Piemonte. It has definitely earned its fine reputation. We were really looking forward to having dinner there with a friend who is also committed to finding the best restaurants in our fair city. On our first visit we carefully went through the menu, hoping to find items we thought would distinguish this restaurant from other traditional Northern Italian restaurants we have tried.
To start each table is given an ample supply of grissini with a deep, grassy olive oil for dipping. When we ordered starters, it was difficult to pass on the veal tartar with truffled lardo crostino, so we didn't bother, but went ahead and ordered it. The lardo warmed by the toasted bread was silky and earthy, thanks to the truffle oil; it could easily have stood on its own, but was better in the smaller quantity because of its richness. The veal tartar was delicate in flavor, not only because it was veal, but because it was not overly enhanced with other ingredients. Perbacco's simplified version of a tartar was elegant and using mustard micro greens instead of mustard made the taste cleaner and less muddled. Even though beef tartar is a French classic, restraint on the recipe made it purely Italian.
Restraint is not a word that could be used in discussing the raviolo. As a pasta lover, ordering just one piece was an entirely new experience and a bit disconcerting. After having heard about ravioli filled with raw egg yolks, this was my first opportunity to try one, but I instinctively knew one would not be enough. Looking at it on the plate gave me some comfort because it was large, but at $13 a pop, it seemed skimpy. After cutting it open with my fork and tasting the first bite, it occurred to me that it was worth even more than the current menu price. This filled pasta dish, composed of truffled ricotta, egg yolk, black chanterelle mushrooms and asparagus was enchanting and seductive. I'll go even further to say it was luxurious on the palate. Going back to Perbacco and not ordering it again would be impossible.
It cannot be said that after the raviolo, everything else paled by comparison, but my attention was still heavily on the raviolo, and letting its taste linger was weighing against trying my second course, while it remained hot. After it had significant table time, I finally cut open the blood sausage. It was selected because it was the very first time I have seen this sausage offered as a menu item in this country. I almost hesitated because of the braised radicchio that came with it, but the sweetness of the sausage made it a good pairing. It was so good, that I now buy boudin noir regularly. Our friend enjoyed his braised rabbit, saying it was tender, not dry. The portion was notable.
It can be safely said that Perbacco excels in pasta making and meat braising. Those qualities are perfectly exemplified in the Langaroli, their ravioli filled with braised short ribs, and porcini mushrooms in a red wine butter sauce. Excuisite is the word that comes to mind when I recall this pasta. It was flawless. Once more, it would be difficult to go back to this restaurant without ordering this pasta. It was an inspired way to use up any of their leftover beef short rib stracotto, another popular menu item. In fact, that will be my next main course selection, based entirely on the taste of this pasta.
Perbacco's Website Dinner Menu
| 230 California Street San Francisco, CA 94111 (map) (415) 955-0663 |
Monday, August 22, 2011
Bix
This restaurant really transports patrons to another place in time. Located in an alley in what was once called The Barbary Coast, Bix could easily have been a speakeasy during Prohibition, especially in light of the brisk business being done at the bar. The singer and her accompanist on piano were engaging, performing light jazz and what were affectionately known as “standards” by the WWII generation. This enjoyable dining experience became punctuated with a sultry mood and sophisticated style that was unexpected and also unforgettable. Service was excellent.
I cannot identify with 100% accuracy all the drinks in these photos except for the Bellini, which I personally ordered and nursed throughout the evening. The bartenders were flying and preparing all sorts of lively, colorful concoctions. It seemed a great place to stop by just for a drink and hors d’oeuvres. The drink in the Martini glass may be the Bix Perfect Manhattan or the Sazerac, and the Bix Rickey is the last drink based on the lime.
The caviar and creme fraiche on little pillows of shredded and deep fried potatoes would be my first pick for hors d’oeuvres. They deserve a vintage champagne, but my Bellini worked well enough. Since four come in the order, they are easy to split with your dining companion.
It was no surprise that bread was hand delivered to your plate by the waiter, and not unceremoniously set down at the table in a basket. It tasted like a sweet baguette and came with sweet butter. The salad composed of romaine lettuce with a blue cheese dressing worked nicely with the bacon and tomato, but it is not the reason to dine at Bix, but the chilled seafood might be.
The ceviche with Jalapeno and Habanero chiles was outstanding with spectacular flavor and texture, The avocado helped calm the tongue after eating the chiles, and the cilantro oil was vibrant and fragrant. Toasted corn nuts accounted for the textural contrast to the buttery fish and avocado, while herbs and micro greens rounded out the flavor profile. This made me want to start a micro green garden.
For all the romance and sophistication of the restaurant space, it seemed odd that something as common as a burger would be on the menu. Bix has elevated the humble burger by using Kobe beef, premium cheeses and serving it with a trio of sauces including an aioli and a barbeque sauce. The sauces were also well exploited by using them with the truffle fries.
The chicken hash was worth a try with its buttery Mascarpone and Sun Gold tomato “sauce”. Its mild flavor was accented by the fresh sweet corn included in the mix. The creamed spinach was everything we’d hoped and rivals any we’ve had at well regarded steak houses around town. All in all, this was a restaurant worthy of repeat visits. The bar can get noisy, but the booths under the balcony were pleasant for conversation not requiring you to raise your voice.
| 56 Gold Street Open Mon-Wed,Sun 5:30pm-10pm; Thu,Sat 5:30pm-11pm; Fri 11:30am-11pm |
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Bay Wolf
I'm not certain, but the charming surroundings of the Craftsman style home, where the restaurant resides, were even more pleasurable than the meal itself. Having purchased the Bay Wolf cookbook, I felt compelled to try this Oakland institution.
Excellent baguettes and creamery sweet butter are a great way to start. Bay Wolf sets itself apart from many other restaurants by also offering sea salt for those people who find unsalted butter bland. An acquaintance of mine, who was raised on a dairy farm, once told me that inferior cream is used to make salted butter and the best, with the highest butterfat content, is reserved for unsalted butter. For starters my dining companion selected the bruschetta set on a bed of salad greens and slathered in an aioli laden tuna. A tuna sandwich was never so good.
Spring peas and mint caught my attention so I opted for the soup. It was flavorful, but the color put me off. That was because for some reason I was expecting it to be a raw soup, or barely cooked, so the bright green color of both the peas and mint would show off against the white plate. Bringing very specific expectations to a meal is not the best course of action. In this case it diminished my enjoyment of a perfectly decent soup, because I kept thinking it was overcooked. My friend selected the duck liver mousse that really delivered a pleasant combination of flavor, texture and eye appeal. But how can you go wrong with pate? For a restaurant known for duck, it was a slam dunk.
Speaking of duck, my dinner companion and I decided to split an order of the duck entree. The menu description of it being served with fennel and pink grapefruit was intriguing, so we added it to our order. It arrived sans the pink grapefruit. I asked the waiter about it and he said that they will substitute ingredients depending on what is available at the market. Shouldn't that be mentioned when someone is ordering it? Apparently not. I expressed a disappointment, because I was specifically interested in trying the duck because of the pink grapefruit, so the waiter walked away and brought back a bowl of fresh grapefruit segments. No apology for the kitchen having missed plating it, no cooking it, nothing. Wasn't it supposed to be cooked? When I inquired, the waiter said that it always goes on raw. Seriously? I doubted that, so I left it in the bowl. Something seemed seriously wrong with the entire transaction and it was disturbing. We received an apology after we paid the tab, on our way out the door. This was a case of "too little, too late".
Ah, but there was one bright spot, enough to get me back in the door. Their duck ravioli was superb. It didn't need the escarole on the plate, but the fave were delightful and a lovely reminder that this was a Spring meal. The duck filling was so good, I'd like to try making my own. Did they make the sauce with a duck stock, veal stock, chicken soup from a can? I have no idea, but it was luscious with the ravioli and the color was very appealing on the plate. This was a dish worth ordering again, some time in the distant future after I've forgotten about the pink grapefruit.
| 3853 Piedmont Ave Oakland CA 94611 510-655-6004 Open nightly at 5:30pm |
Sunday, April 17, 2011
NOPA
| 560 Divisadero St San Francisco CA 94117 (415) 864-8643 |