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Showing posts with label lower greenville. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Eating Lower Greenville: World Piece Café

Synopsis A confusingly named lower Greenville eatery is visited by the King and quickly shutters and moves to the old York Street location.
What I Liked Ummm.  Well, the foie gras was ok.
What I Didn’t Like Ummm.  Well, there wasn’t much to dislike either.
Conclusion One thing that I’ve learned from watching way too much of Gordon Ramsay’s Kitchen Nightmares is that a restaurant should find what it’s good at and focus on that.  The concept of World Piece Café is an array of foods from around the world, but not in the 900 page Cheesecake Factory menu fashion.

But how can a restaurant do a Moroccan tangine and Flemmish beef stew and do them both really well?  I submit that they can’t and shouldn’t.  Leave the cavalcade of world flavors to the overly flaired Happy McFunster’s.

And hopefully that is was they will be doing.  As we were leaving, we were told that they were moving into the recentlly vacated York St. location and changing the name to Bistro Watel’s.

I’ll probably give the new location a try since it is walking distance to my house.
   
  C
   

Map picture

Note:  The map is to the new location.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

But Will They Still Serve Car Bombs There?

Well this is disappointing -- a mediocre sangwuch shop taking over the old Blarney Stone. So many good times to be swept away like so much shredded lettuce.
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Jimmy John's Sandwiches coming to Lower Greenville....

Jimmy John's Gourmet Sandwiches will open a store on Lowest Greenville Avenue in the former Blarney Stone space within the next few months.


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Monday, February 9, 2009

Eating Lower Greenville: Quesa-D-Ya's

I’m always excited when a new place to eat or drink (or both) opens up in my ‘hood. The anticipation was painful as I watched this place being finished out. It finally opened in the heard of my last Detox. Clearly the Gods hate me.

Combining the concepts of pizza delivery with Chipotle you have the idea of Quesa-D-Ya’s – with quesadillas instead of burritos, obviously. Just, please, ignore the dumb name.
My first, and so far only experience, was on a cold, lethargic night where I didn’t want to go out and I didn’t want to cook. So I ordered up a couple of ‘dillas and an order of quac.

Having recently (that day I think) read a review in The Dallas Observer in which the Havana D-Ya was ordered, (and, well a craving for a Cuban sandwich at Jimmy’s) I opted for a medium Havana and a medium Smokey Mountain D-Ya.

The Cuban was good with the right ratios of pork to mustard to pickle. It’s only failing is that it had no heat to it what so ever. The Smokey Mountain was the better of the two with a nice sweetness from the bbq sauce and grilled onions. Both were “filled out” with rice, which I find a strange item on a quesadilla.

The real star of the meal was the guacamole. This stuff is the shit – some of the freshest, tastiest guac in the history of guac. I’m not quite ready to put it above the guac at Chipotle or The Original, but it is a contender.

Also, each D-Ya comes with chips and a tastey smokey salsa reminiscent of the salsa at Uncle Julio’s.

This is a great alternative to the Pizza duldrums.

B+


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