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Ceviche vs Tiradito

The Trade Commission of Peru hosted a Ceviche vs Tiradito competition at Raymi, featuring seven Peruvian restaurants from the New York area –La Cevicheria, Lima 33, Manka, Panca, Raymi, Runa, Warique

I actually never heard of Tiradito before. This is their description:
This raw fish dish differs from ceviche in its presentation and ingredients. Unlike the rough and tumble cubes of fish in ceviche, tiradito is elegantly Cut in slices like those one expects to see when ordering sashimi. It’s no wonder that the presentation feels slightly Asian; tiradito takes inspiration from the techniques and ingredients that Japanese immigrants brought to Peru.

They’re both pretty good and all the tasting from all the restaurants were quite diverse. I feel like you can’t really go wrong from any of these places, but my favorite was Runa’s Artichoke & Shrimp Ceviche!

From my understanding, you can vote at participating restaurants which one you like most. And they’ll announce the winners on October 2nd.

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Tio Wally Eats America: Estrella

I’m happy to have Tio Wally (long-time Me So Hungry reader) aboard to send in his eating adventures from across America. Here he is in Paso Robles, California.

Greetings from Paso Robles, California
N 35° 37.6222’ W 120° 41.3805’ Elev. 728 feet

It used to smell — reek, really — of sulphur here.

There was an earthquake in 2003 that, in addition to damaging many buildings and killing a couple of unfortunate women, opened up fissures exposing two of the many hot springs that lie underneath the city.

That kind of stuff is bound to happen when you’re a mere 40 miles from Parkfield, the Earthquake Capitol of the World; the 2003 quake’s epicenter was actually in the opposite direction, near San Simeon.

Since the earthquake and the subsequent reenforcement and reconstruction, the city’s downtown has gone through a bit of a renaissance, with many high-end restaurants taking root, helping to firmly establish this hub of California’s Central Coast wine growing region as the “new Napa.”

My brother and his wife took me out to dinner here recently, to Estrella, a self-described Latin Rivera Cuisine restaurant. It was recommended by my brother-in-law who had raved about a Cuban Sandwich he’d eaten here.

The menu at Estrella (Spanish for “star”) reflects the entire gamut of Caribbean cuisines, with Spanish, Argentinian and Chilean influences thrown in for good measure.

Our meal started with a black bean salsa, served in a cocktail/martini glass, and tortilla chips lightly dusted with a chili powder. The salsa consisted mainly of black beans, with corn, tomato, onion and, of course, cilantro. It had a really interesting flavor, a hint of something else, something different. At first we thought it might be sweet basil, then maybe mint. Finally my brother, a fine chef in his own right, figured out the secret ingredient (we think): a splash of seasoned rice vinegar. What a great idea! Who would’ve thunk to do it?

My sister-in-law ordered the Yucatan Chicken Salad, “grilled spice-rubbed chicken breast with mixed greens, roasted corn, black beans, cherry tomatoes, avocados, and finished with a lime-cilantro vinaigrette and crispy tortilla strips” ($9). She didn’t say much about it other than that it was “very good.”

My brother ordered Chile Rellenos. The rellenos come in three varieties: Roasted Corn and Crab ($24), Queso Fresco ($16) and Carnitas ($20). He got the Queso Fresco (cheese) version. The two rellenos were decent-sized Anaheim chiles with a crisp crust, “served with seasoned rice, black beans, avocado-tomatillo salsa and chipotle-tomatillo salsa.” He thought they were pretty good, too … good enough to eat the whole thing.

I thought the rellenos were a little pricey, mostly because you can get really great rellenos at places like Lisa’s Truck Center in Moriarty, New Mexico for nearly half the price. Of course, going to Lisa’s would involve a bit of travel, the cost of which would no doubt eat up any savings you might realize. You also couldn’t cast off your membership in the hoi polloi in the process.

For my entrée I ordered Plantain Crusted Halibut ($25), which was served atop “vegetable succotash, seasoned rice, mango-habanero salsa and coconut-green chili salsa. This was absolutely amazing.

It was a giant piece of firm Alaskan halibut, with a super crunchy crust. The vegetable succotash consisted mainly of zucchini and yellow squash. Both of the salsas were extraordinary, alternately hot and sweet. The most interesting thing about the dish was that every bite offered up new and different flavors, no two bites ever tasted the same. The bad part of that, however, was that you also couldn’t separate the flavors of the various components, which would’ve been interesting as well. But who cares? It was freakin’ fantastic!

Although I was really hungry when we went in I couldn’t finish the whole thing. It could perhaps be modestly described as “a very generous portion.”

Unbeknownst to me my sister-in-law had informed our waiter, Javier, that it was my birthday. I was somewhat surprised, then, when he arrived with a Bittersweet Chocolate Kahlua Torte “with cinnamon graham cracker crust and fresh whipped cream” ($7) and placed it in front of me. The torte came crowned with a five-pointed chocolate star — Am I sensing a theme here? — and was every bit as rich and sweet as it looked. So rich was it that between the three of us we couldn’t finish it.

My brother and I finished the night with a great cup of Peet’s “Major Dickason” coffee ($2.50). This was a seriously great, rich and full-bodied cup of coffee and made for a great follow-up to a great meal.

If there was a downside to the meal it was that at some point, possibly between the torte and the coffee, I realized I’d become another year older. Birthdays will do that to you.

And so we roll.

Estrella, 815 12th Street, Paso Robles, California

P.S. Here’s wishing you a Happy, Healthy New Year from the cast, oops, er, the crew of the SS Me So Hungry.

Tio Wally pilots the 75-foot, 40-ton(max) land yacht SS Me So Hungry. He reports on road food from around the country whenever parking and InterTube connections permit.

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Pollos USA’s Big Plates

Pollos USA has big plates of food for pretty cheap. $10 or $13 plates. They mostly all include meat, rice, beans and an egg. I got the #9 $10 plate (Carne Asada) –steak with chicharrón and plantains. It’s not bad for the price. A lot better than I expected. I love the Picante green hot sauce. It’s similar to Sophie’s green sauce. Dine-in and you can have as much green sauce as you want!

Pollos USA – 108 Graham Ave (between Mckibbin & Seigel St) Brooklyn, NY 11206

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Tio Wally Eats America: Pupuseria Salvadoreña #2

I’m happy to have Tio Wally (long-time Me So Hungry reader) aboard to send in his eating adventures from across America. Here he is in Rogers, Arkansas.

Greetings from Rogers, Arkansas
N 36° 19.0368’ W 094° 7.6424’ Elev. 1355 ft.

I seem to be going in really loopy circles lately. I guess that’s just how my mind works. What’s weird though is I’ve also been eating at many of the same restaurants I’ve written about previously. Or so it seems. Today I’m back at Pupuseria Salvadoreña #2.

I’ve hit this place a few times over the last couple of years. In the past I always had Chile Rellenos because they stuffed them with meat. Evidently I’ve not been here for much longer than I knew. The meat-stuffed rellenos are history, 86ed from the menu. That’s bad for me. But business has picked up, which is good for them.

Due to the absence of my usual fare I decided to put my fate in the hands of my teenaged server. What would you get, I asked? “I really like this,” she said, pointing to the Caldo de Pata ($7.70). I thought that would be good; after all, “Shank Soup” was written in English underneath, and I like shank. So I ordered it. “I hope you like it,” she said.

Now, it’s understood that the shank is the shin or lower leg portion of an animal’s leg, right? It’s analogous to a pork hock. Right?

Well, not here. Not at all. Here it turned out to be a cut from a little lower on the leg: a Freakin’ Hoof! Gadzooks!!

I don’t want to criticize what other cultures might find delicious, but a freakin’ cow foot is not really the tastiest, much less meatiest, part of the animal. Indeed, the “meat” is a bunch of fatty, cartilage-ish, semi-gelatinous gunk wrapped in and around a hell of a lot of bone. Moreover, the “meat” doesn’t even have the courtesy of being the consistency of stewed chicharrón (essentially pork fat, which I like). In short, it’s largely flavorless and not worth messing with.

The rest of the Caldo was damn good, however. Indeed, it was muy rico y muy sabroso (very rich and very tasty). I liked it very, very much. I just wish there’d had been some edible form of meat in it, like in a Caldo de Res (beef soup).

The soup was served with the obligatory lime quarter, and fresh chopped onion and cilantro. I also got a large Agua Fresca de Melon (cantaloupe fruit juice) for $2.

As I was waiting for my server to hoof it out with my hoof soup I kept staring at a handwritten sign on the wall. The sign was written in Spanish; Si quiere tamales o pollo oreneados aga su orden con tiempo para Thanksgiving. The part I could translate with my remarkably bad Spanish reminded people to order tamales in time for Thanksgiving.

I knew Pupuseria Salvadoreña didn’t previously offer tamales. Now they’re on the menu — pork or chicken — for $1.25 each! So I ordered three to go. They came with a bag of pico de gallo (latino cole slaw) and a little thangy of salsa.

While people may be familiar with tamales, there are actually two very distinct versions of these latin delights: Northern and Southern. In the North they wrap the tamal — It’s called a tamal, damn it; tamales is plural — in corn husk. These tend to be dry, dense and somewhat grainy in texture.

In the South they wrap them in banana leaf. I don’t know if the recipe for the masa (dough) is markedly different. The end result, however, is like day and night. The banana-wrapped ones are cake-like, light, fluffy and, to me, a bit sweeter tasting.

While I’ve had a few tamales I didn’t care for (mostly because they were dry, stingily stuffed, and little more than masa tubes) I’ve never had a bad “Southern” tamal. Does that mean that Salvadoreños (or any other Central Americans) make better tamales than Northern Mexicanos? Hell yes! But hey, they work with what they’ve got.

After all was said and done at Pupuseria Salvadoreña #2 I was fat and happy but disappointed. The soup part of the Caldo de Pata was great but the Pie (Spanish for “foot”) sucked. To make it worse, all the latinos were ordering some chicken deal that came with a bowl of chicken-and-rice soup, a side of rice, pupusas, and half a grilled chicken. F#@K ME!!!!!!!!!

More proof: It’s tough being a white guy with few smarts, armed with even less discernible knowledge of other cultures. Pero trato. Está todo bien.

And so we roll.

Pupuseria Salvadoreña #2, 1601 South 8th St., Rogers, Arkansas

Tio Wally pilots the 75-foot, 40-ton(max) land yacht SS Me So Hungry. He reports on road food from around the country whenever parking and InterTube connections permit.

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Rosarito Fish Shack’s Shack Stew

Hyemi and I did this PSA for the UN for gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender rights. They put makeup on me.

We got $50 each and then blew it all at Rosarito Fish Shack right after. Last time I got brunch. This time, I got the Shack Stew (Octopus, Shrimp, Mussels, Clams, White Fish, Calamari, Chorizo rice, tomato Chipotle sauce $24). I thought it was alright. Like it got better near then end after everything was soaking for awhile. It looked pretty.

I also decided to get a tequila and picked out Sammy Hagar’s Cabo Wabo. I guess I ordered it because it was ironic …but I really liked it. I don’t know why I assumed it was going to be bad. Like if you were Sammy, why would you make a bad tequila if you had a choice? And now after I researched it, Sammy Hagar sold off his remaining stake in Cabo Wabo …I don’t know if it’s as cool to drink it.

Rosarito Fish Shack - 168 Wythe Ave (btw N 6th & N 7th St) Brooklyn, NY 11211

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Cibao Restaurant

We went to Cibao where I got that Cuban sandwich years ago. I feel like prices went up. Sandwiches are probably the best deal at around $6-8.

The Shrimp Cantonese was interesting. I wouldn’t thought they would have something like that on the menu. But it was surprisingly pretty good.

I got into a fight with Justin about whether to use flash or not on my camera. I used to be a proponent of non-flash food photos, but now I do a lot of flashing. I like the way it makes the photo look like an American Apparel ad. Also I don’t need to think and change settings and worry about the people waiting to eat the food. Plus it’s a lot sharper.

I took both flash and no flash. Okay in this case after I photoshopped them, no-flash turned out okay I guess. Sometimes you never know though. It wasn’t bright inside the restaurant and the original untouched images do look shitty.

I mean look how awesome these photos of Grilled Cheese I took at Subject bar earlier in the night…

07 Grilled Cheese - Subject Bar

I definitely couldn’t have gotten this shot without a flash. It would have been all blurry.

08 Grilled Cheese - Subject Bar

Cibao – 72 Clinton St (@ Rivington St) New York 10002

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Tio Wally Eats America: La Fiesta Nixa

I’m happy to have Tio Wally (long-time Me So Hungry reader) aboard to send in his eating adventures from across America. Here he is in Nixa, Missouri.

Greetings from Nixa, Missouri
GPS 37.043198,-93.305648 Elev. 1308 ft.

I was wanting Mexican food, good Mexican food. Unfortunately it’s nearly impossible to find anything decent in that vein hereabouts. It was truly my good fortune then that we tried a small restaurant I’d spotted tucked away in the corner of a puny, nondescript strip mall located just off Highway 160, called La Fiesta Nixa.

Although most of its menu is standard Mexican fare, I noticed an anomaly tucked under “Specialty Dinners” and ended up having a real treat, one that I thought I’d never seen before: Lomito Saltado.

(As I was writing this I remembered seeing something similar on plates served at the Fina Estampa, a Peruvian restaurant located across Van Ness Avenue from the now-razed Jack Tar Hotel in San Francisco. But those dishes were laden with pre-fab French fries; I hate pre-fab fries! As a result, I didn’t order it.)

Lomito Saltado is described in La Fiesta’s menu as “A delicious Peruvian dish of beef steak, cooked with tomatoes, onions and fried potatoes, served with white rice and beans.” Because I wanted it picante (spicy) they added jalapeños to the mix.

The website Cuzco Eats describes it thusly: “… a cross-cultural marriage of a beef stir fry with indigenous, Peruvian potatoes …. Translated literally, the name seems to mean “jumped loin” or loin made to jump about.”
A beef, tomato, onion and jalapeño combination is very common in Mexican/Latin cuisine, often served as fajitas or with a Ranchero sauce or somesuch. What makes Lomo (or Lomito) Saltado so different is that, in addition to the (real, not pre-fab) potatoes, is that it wasn’t saucy. Moreover, it was seasoned very simply with salt and pepper, a bit of white vinegar, a dash of soy sauce and (I think) a squeeze of lime.

When my Lomito Saltado ($9.99) arrived it didn’t come quite as advertised. It was served with regular Spanish rice (rather than white) and a simple salad of lettuce, tomato and avocado, dressed with lime juice (rather than beans). I would’ve complained except I love lime juice (along with a dash of salt) on salad. And, what the hell, maybe they were out of white rice. Thankfully, it also contained realâ„¢ potatoes that, judging by the preparation time, were pre-cooked; I thought they were probably boiled and, blessedly, not French fried.

Needless to say, it was really tasty, truly a treat. The hint of vinegar gave the meat sort of tanginess that was quite wonderful. So good was it, in fact, that I let the Duke taste the leftovers. “Hmm,” he said, then promptly nuked it with some Rooster sauce and ate all my freakin’ food. Bastard!

My companion ordered her tried-and-true standby: A cheese enhilada with queso (cheese) sauce and beef taco combination, served with rice and beans ($6.99). I didn’t taste them but, being as she’s pretty damn finicky about stuff, she had no complaints. On the contrary, after we’d already wolfed down a basket of warm corn tortilla chips and a small carafe of La Fiesta’s great salsa, she still ate well-over half of her meal.

In all, it was a pretty good meal. Still it wasn’t a Mariscos Uruapan, easily the best Mexican restaurant I’ve ever had the pleasure of experiencing. (Hint: Get the Filete Uruapan.) Then again, La Fiesta Nixa was 1600 miles closer.

And so we roll.

La Fiesta Nixa, 562 W. Mount Vernon, Nixa, Missouri

Tio Wally pilots the 75-foot, 40-ton(max) land yacht SS Me So Hungry. He reports on road food from around the country whenever parking and InterTube connections permit.

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A.K.A. Bar Restaurant

I walked by this place one day. I think it’s sort of new in the East Williamsburg area –A.K.A. Bar Restaurant. It looks more like a bar in there. They got a full bar up with some top shelf liquor. I saw a sign for $3 beer and $5 lunch special.

It’s weird. The printed menu is mostly stuff like Tacos, Burritos and Burgers …I think to pull in the white people. But dang, I really feel like they should focus on the stuff not on the menu …the stuff that’s their lunch special –Roast Pork, Beef Stew, Roast Chicken. White people like that stuff.

$5 lunch special with rice and beans. I remember when Latino places near my work would have $5 lunch specials, but now they’re more like $8. I guess it makes sense that this is $5 though, since it’s not near my work.

I ordered the Roast Pork. Pretty good stuff. Although, it was sliced more like ham than what I usually think of as Roast Pork –stringy, pulled apart meat. Still pretty good. I really liked the rice and beans and the hot sauce.

$5 a pretty good deal. $3 Bud, cool.

A.K.A. Bar Restaurant – 759 Grand St (btwn Graham Ave & Humboldt St)\Brooklyn, NY 11211