Showing posts with label East Vancouver. Show all posts
Showing posts with label East Vancouver. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

The Red Wagon

Second visit to East Van's Red Wagon and no doubt about it, the food was great.  I was thoroughly satiated as the generous portion of butter from my Croque Madam seeped into my bloodstream. This may be pre-emptive, but I consider the Pulled Pork Sandwich the best in the city. It has a light, tangy sauce with a nice about of kick, and the bun is nice and soft for soaking up the sauce. The Reuben is bang on the money, and if I'm gonna pick favorites, it's better than the one at Acme Cafe.


I don't wanna tell you how to run your business, but...


The seating in this place is awkward, the fact that there are twice as many four-tops as needed and no two-tops causes unnecessarily long wait times. It is frustrating when you arrive at during non-peak hours, wait 20 minutes to be seated and can see that there are multiple tables that still need to be cleared, the five-top has two people seated, and the six four-top tables each have only two people seated. I like the style and the relaxed, family-friendly atmosphere, they just need to cut some of their tables in half and organize things a bit better at the front of house because I would definitely go back for the food.




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Monday, February 28, 2011

Mexican Brunch at the Waldorf

I love Mexican food whole-heartedly. My addiction to La Taqueria, my annual Mexican!Burrito!Birthday!Bash!, and my zombie-apocalypse stockpile of refried beans are all evidence of this. Not surprisingly, I was excited to try the Mexican Brunch at the recently renovated Waldorf Hotel. Mexican brunch is a fantastic idea, it has such great potential, which is why I was so sad to see it executed poorly. Maybe things aren't running smoothly yet, or they were having an off day, or our server was missing her frontal lobe; whatever the reason, it just didn't quite come together. The Leeteg room is cool-ish, I guess. The 50's design feels cold and uninspiring. Especially compared to the ultra-rad Tiki Lounge downstairs, (where I can fully imagine having an exotic, albiet blurry, night of festivities).


As for the food I had the Molletes, an open-faced Portugese bun baked with black beans, bacon, and cheese, and topped with eggs. Other than the bacon being both over-baked and burnt, it was generally tasty.


This is the Mexican Hangover Cure, Chilaquiles: crispy corn quarters with cheese, black beans, green and red chile salsas, and chorizo. Even though I fully understand that in an authentic preparation the tortilla-esq chips become softened in the chile salsa; on the menu they are described as being "Crispy Corn Quarters!", and are nothing of the sort. Even if I take into consideration that the color comes from a combination of the red and green salsas, I can't get past the fact that it looks like vomit. The texture of the soaked tortillas was not the least bit appealing and it was an unnecessarily huge portion that inevitably got wasted.

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