Went to Xoco yesterday specifically for the caldos, which haven't really been discussed here. I arrived at 3, and no, the line was not out the door, but ran down the length of the wall. Granted, I'm not the most patient person, but this felt like I was stuck in gridlocked traffic. The line inched along the wall for 25 minutes, the worst part being was when I was standing 2 feet from the counter where I'd place my order, only three people ahead of me, and the line ground to a halt for ten minutes -- so close, yet so far away. (Incidentally, Bayless has tweeted numerous times to various folks that the line moves "fast." I wouldn't consider this to be a fast moving line by any stretch.) Maybe a Friday isn't the best time to go, but I thought I'd be safer by going at 3. There was an expediter, who monitored the room and did a great job finding you a seat and making sure that you got your food within a few minutes of seating.
So, I settled on the short rib caldo, and it was so delicious, broth deeply layered with flavor, tender short rib, firm zucchini and roasted potato. It was such a soothing, well-balanced bowl that, in the words of Burt, "like a dumbass,"* I'd wait in that stupid line again for another bowl of soup. As an aside, the overwhelming majority of folks were ordering tortas -- not caldos -- even though they were available. Time permitting, I'm very happy to sample a few more caldos before I move on to tortas.
Short Rib Red Chile Caldo (Braised Tallgrass shortribs, red chile broth, roasted vegetables, epazote, wild arugula, lime)
Azteca Hot ChocolateThe hot chocolate was good, best in the area, but does not hold a candle to Mindy Segal's versions at the aptly named, Hot Chocolate, bean-to-cup schtick notwithstanding at Xoco.
As this was going to be my lunch/dinner, I stopped into Frontera before Xoco for a "snack" and a Topolo (or two). I ordered the flautas de puerca, a skimpy portion for the price (the portion was fine, dish could have been $2-3 cheaper). The pork was good-quality and had a funky porky flavor, but it was barely seasoned, and the accompanying Campeche-style salsa definitely veered toward the bland side and no hints of the habanero or pickled onion mentioned on the menu. Perhaps this is Mexican, blanded down for tourists. But I have a working theory -- yet to be tested -- that you could get a better meal at Xoco than at Frontera.
*From his appearance on "No Reservations: Chicago."