El Arpa, Peruvian Night
Walking in the door of El Arpa (formerly Cuban Island) last night, The Wife and I were ushered to a far off table to the side; The Wife was unhappy with the location (back to Coke machine), so we asked for a table near the front, and the server seemed hesitant, though I couldn’t imagine the place would get anywhere near so full that this table would be required (there was one other table of customers when we arrived).
Then the band took the stage; note wooden box percussion instrument (Puerto Rican?) that guy on the right is sitting/beating upon; it made a quite resonant and beautiful sound.
Then the singer came on, and she was a ball of fire, singing folk tunes, and a few love songs to her boyfriend, a bullet-headed lout who refused to even glance up at her or recognize her existence while she sang. It was odd but interesting in a voyeuristic sort of way.
I doubt that anyone but The Wife and I came for the food. This place does Cuban and Bolivian on the regular menu, but seems to focus on Puerto Rican, Mexican and other Latin American countries every weekend. Last night was Peruvian, and of the dishes I had, I enjoyed the marinated steak best; it was pretty simple, just meat and some veg, though I really liked the idea of rolling the French fries into the stew-y mixture for a little crisp here and there.
We had a few Peruvian beers with dinner: Kristal, which is a light lager with pleasant flavor.
Nothing we ate here could be called extraordinary. Nonetheless, it was a very enjoyable evening, due mostly to the exceptional warmth and enthusiasm of the performers and the people (many, I believe, Peruvian nationals) who came in and sang along to songs that were strangely touching, though I was able to make out only about one of three words in every song (usually “corazon” or a variation on the verb “illorar”).
I like this place, but more as an entertainment venue than a restaurant. By the time we left (around 11:00 PM), the place was SRO, and the server said the band would go to 2:00 AM, at least. It was a slice.
El Arpa
3446 W. Peterson
773.588.9922
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David Hammond on April 18th, 2007, 9:29 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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