This one's a tough one. You know how you just hit a groove with a restaurant, go there a lot, learn your way around the menu, then something happens and it goes away, and you've got these great memories, and you take those and move on? And then suddenly something else happens and there it is again and you wonder, will it at all be the same, and even if he's still where he was, maybe you aren't, and you just have to be ready for that.
I'm a little curious as I read the menu, which is much larger than the old one, and, unfortunately, much less explanatory, although it does still offer some background on the combinations of ingredients that each dish offers. Still, I'm seeing shrimp -- was that big in the Mexico of the 1400s? You can see that it hasn't become just another burrito joint, but clearly things have been updated. Was it going to be as good as the old days?
It wasn't the same. It was crazy good, it was close your eyes and pound the table with the first bite good. I was so caught offguard. However he spent the last three years, Carlos has really attained a new level. Rather than try to mimic the foodways of a half a millennium ago as closely as he had before, he's learned from them, taken inspiration from them, put himself in them.
Carlos suggested that we start with some of his appetizers, which aren't on the menu; each set of appetizers for the four of us, incidentally, was $9.75, by far the most expensive offering. We started out with small quesadillas with chihuahua cheese, the first clue that something was going on there, the two sole ingredients playing off each other perfectly, and the masa especially assertively corn-flavored, fresh and vivid. Empanadas con picadillo, spiced ground beef, were next, the spices subtle and complex, the three or four bites exactly what you needed to bring out the layers of the dish. From there, memelas came with tinga (chicken, chipotle, chorizo), easily the highlight of the night -- when I hadn't seen tinga on the menu, it notched up my concern, but the other Ma