A few weeks ago, a friend asked me join him at Pancho Viti’s for dinner. It was their third day of operation with lots of local buzz and I cleared my schedule to meet him for dinner.
Pancho Viti’s is the third restaurant in the Gabriel Viti restaurant empire in Highwood. Gabe grew up in Highland Park around the same time I did, so I am acquainted with various members of the family. After returning from training in Europe, he was a Chef at Carlos in Highland Park. About 10 years ago, he opened his own restaurant just west the railroad tracks named Gabriel’s. In the last 18 months, he opened the Cuban inspired Miramar Bistro just east of the railroad tracks. Just two weeks ago, he opened Pancho Viti’s Mexican Cantina immediately east of Miramar, his first restaurant in Highland Park and next door neighbor to Carlos.
The popularity of the Viti Empire restaurants has caused a tight parking situation to worsen. His valet parkers grab the better spots, so if you don’t want their services (I avoid them like the plague) you are consigned to park in the railroad commuter parking lot and walking over. Older restaurants like Nite-N-Gale have added tall fences and electric gates to keep their parking lots for their customers. Just this evening, I passed Carlos which had a car conspicuously parked across three spots to keep them for their clients. Parking in Highwood is not a small issue.
When we arrived at Pancho Viti’s, the 4-5 parking spots in front were blocked off by an animal handler escorting a donkey. We found a space in front of Miramar because it was early. When I walked past the handler, I asked him if this was a cute device for reserving parking, which he acknowledged. While my friend marveled at how great Gabe was at promoting himself.
Since it was only 5:15, we were quickly seated and asked for the first of many times, “Do you want chips and salsa?” We had not yet read the menu and declined. About as quickly as the waiter walked away, he ricocheted back, “Do you want chips and salsa?” We smiled patiently and declined again and again and again. After a while you thought you were last customer for the month in a used car dealership and everyone’s bonus was pinned to your buying the chips and salsa. We finally had to firmly declare no interest in any chips and salsa.
By contrast, you go to a less ambitious restaurant like Las Islas Marias, which welcomes you with a basket of Tostadas and a plate of fish ceviche gratis while you contemplate the menu. Whereas Pancho Viti’s charges $2.50 for the opportunity of their chips and salsa, guacamole and chips are $6.50, though I have not tasted either.
My companion had their signature Pancho Margarita, which has Sauza Gold, Triple Sec and Fresh Lime Juice, which he found to his liking. I inquired if they had Mexican Coca-Cola, which the waiter had never heard of and promptly took out a notebook to suggest to Gabe later. We later learned this waiter was on loan from Gabriel’s to help with the start up. In fact the service people to customer ratio was very, very high. My water glass was refilled so often, with the girl holding a napkin on the side facing me so I wouldn’t be splashed, I hardly noticed any level changes. A few minutes after my Mexican Coke inquiry, I saw another waiter walk several bottles to another table. Since my inquiry was really more a test, I kept to my ice water.
For our appetizers, we ordered tortilla soup and an Al Pastor Gordita. The tortilla soup had a fine flavor, though the tortilla strips had been added too early on and were mushy ribbons. The soup was accompanied by a plate of cubed cheese, chilis, chicharon and onion top mix in to taste. Just thinking out loud, I was surprised by cubed cheese rather than grated. I’m so used to grated I accept that as typical over the cubes, which were simply unusual to my Mexican food experiences.
I ordered the Gordita with Al Pastor meat filling, for two reasons: 1) Al Pastor takes skill to be made right and 2) gorditas and tacos were priced at $3. each. Tacos are often priced much less than Gorditas. Naturally, I asked if the Al Pastor was cooked on a rotating spit with perhaps a pineapple on top. I learned their Al Pastor is cooked on a griddle. My usual experience with Al Pastor cooked on the griddle, there is usually some carmelization and it is rather dry. Pancho Viti’s Al Pastor was cut thicker, there was no carmelization and the overall texture was a bit moist with a faint hint of a cinnamon taste. If I had nothing to compare this Al Pastor to, I would have found it acceptable but alas I do have better and less pricey just blocks away at Tacos El Norte.
Pancho Viti’s Al Pastor Gordita
Taco el Norte’s Gordita and Taco both served Al Pastor
For our main course, we shared the Huachinanago ala Veracruzana, which is whole red snapper with tomato, garlic and olives. There are always several different approaches one can take to executing a recipe. At Rudy’s Taste two nights before, the red snapper had been scored and deep fat fried for the LTHforum dinner. Islas las Marias a week later also scored the red snapper when I dined with George R and his wife. Scored red snapper is easier to handle, especially when you are taking chunks to eat rolled into tortillas. At Pancho Viti’s the red snapper was not scored before cooking, which increased the table work of the diner especially in separating from the bones.
We did opt for a dessert of flan, which was accompanied by Rompopo a Mexican liquor tasting of egg nog.
While we were there, Gabe’s parents arrived and were seated at the next table. The Mayor of Highland Park was across the way as well as various local luminaries. As we walked out, the burrow or donkey had been shifted closer to the street and some parking spaces were now used. A mariachi band had arrived to great everyone as they arrived. My friend again marveled at the promotional skills of Gabriel Viti. Once in the car, he said Rick Bayless had nothing to worry about.
Pancho Viti’s Mexican Cantina
431 Temple Avenue
Highland Park, IL 60035
Tel: 847/433-5550