Showing posts with label Southern Mexican. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Southern Mexican. Show all posts

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Oaxacan Gastronomy Day at La Huasteca This Sunday

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THIS JUST IN!

Rocio Camacho formerly of Moles La Tia has just informed me about a "Oaxacan Gastronomy" day that she will be hosting at La Huasteca this Sunday.

She went on and on about some lady who was coming from Oaxaca for a couple of days just to make fresh Tejate. A divine Southern Mexican drink of toasted Cacao, toasted purple corn and the pit of the Mamey custard fruit. Think Horchata but with tastes of bitter chocolate and an ethereal creaminess provided by this natural whipped cream-like foam that forms on top. She will be having her own booth.

In addition to this, she said one of her favorite Mezcal companies were also going to be setting up camp outside...and she sounded mightily excited.

And of course, a Oaxacan-only brunch buffet that she will be catering herself will be available inside of the restaurant starting at 10:00 AM going through the day.

Tejate, Mezcal and Rocio behind a Oaxacan Buffet?


...sounds like the ideal Glutster Sunday morning Hangover cure!

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Check out a recent tasting dinner that she held...

La Huasteca, 3150 E. Imperial Hwy., Lynwood; 310-537-8800.

www.lahuasteca.com

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Chichen Itza's Mayan Tasting Dinner On An Anxious Friday Night

So Friday night had finally come, one of the rare moments in my life where I actually get the urge to go out and be young. Meaning, just hanging with old high school friends (people my age in other words) and catching each others facetious gay bluffs, usually involving a local backyard punk gig, a pint or two of cheap beer, and the ever high hopes of suddenly "getting lucky". NOT thinking about writing or food but instead just living the moment...

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City Terrace Gig w/ Corrupted Youth: December 2010

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Catching That Bluff After One Too Many Brewskies

This last Friday though was and exception. My food world had cut into my leisure time through a dinner invite from a Roosevelt High School teacher who I had given a guest lecture on the concept of Foodblogging. He had told me about a "Mayan Tasting" dinner that was happening at Chichen Itza that night and asked if I was interested. I said yes, but only to find out that one of my o.g homie's two-tone reggae band was playing at the San Pedro Brewery that same night, meaning FREE craft beer and not-typical-scene chicks.

But anything for the sake of expanding my palate right?

We had barely made it too, half an hour late, meaning half an hour beyond their closing time and being the last customers of the night. A huge thank you for still feeding us!

It was to be an eight course dinner highlighting tribal Food from the South of Mexico before Spanish Rule--

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Agua De Chaya: My Food Opt In For Beer

An Agua Fresca De Chaya was included in the dinner, a "medicinal herb" kinda like Spinach but with a heftier bite was apparent through out the meal. Here, it was blended with sugar and acted as a refresher.

1st
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Bu'ul, I'b and Sikil Pac: Mayan Chips N Dip

Shaved, Green Plantain pieces were fried and served as chips to go with our black and white bean purees, both smooth and creamy. The table favorite was the Sikil Pac (middle) though, a chunky puree of toasted pumpkin seeds and tomatoes.

2nd
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Pumpkin, Green Corn and Tomato Empanada: Fried

No cheese to be found in here as there were no domesticated cows back then, instead a small amount of filling consisted of seasoned squash melded with starchier than thou corn. Liked the fried little edges of Masa the best of course...

3rd
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Jicama Salad: Like A Frutero Doing Fine Dining

Up next was a dainty, composed salad of cutely shaped Jicama, Mango and Piña (Pineapple). Nothing much to be said here, tasted like a portion controlled, Fruta Mixta order you would get from a Mexican fruit vendor from any given East L.A corner...that's all here.

4th
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Duo of Tamales: Barely Warm Espelon and Chaya Variety

These duo of dense, Tamales were served just a couple of degrees above stone cold, not sure if that was on purpose. Espelon was described as a "traditional Mayan Bean" and had very similar qualities to a dried out Japanese Adzuki bean. Chaya prevailed as always with its faint, herbaceous notes.

5th
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Sopa De Chaya: Umami or Salty?

The soup course was also Chaya centered, along with a couple of properly cooked Chayote, the leaf's meatier qualities were more noticeable here, the teacher compared it to Wakame seaweed actually. The broth packed a fiercely savory punch, didn't know whether to classify it as salty or just umami.

6th
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Pipian De Venado: Or Liver?

We were given an option from choosing two from four options as our mains. Seeing Venison on the menu made me full of glee as I love game but don't get to eat it often. Although it was kind of hard to treasure it here, cooked to a point where it tasted portrayed a liver-like flavor and mealy texture. Good thing the delicate sauce was there to rescue it a bit.

7th
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Pato Pibil: Sauce To The Rescue!

Excited to see the Pibil preparation applied on other meats, I jumped at getting the Duck version of the Yucatan infamous Cochinita Pibil. Wrapped in Banana leaves and baked, this protein also seemed to be cooked beyond recognition, including the bland black bean/rice mash up underneath. Albeit, that glorious, zippy sauce salvaged this dish yet again!

The one thing that truly did blow me away was something that I--of course--didn't get: Tikin Xic (Fire Grilled Grouper Fish).

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Tikin Xic: The ONE Day I Wasn't Craving SeaFood

The last course was a dessert of Buñuelos De Yuca, Fritters made from the starchy Cassava root vegetable, drizzled with Honey and served with a shot of Milk-less Hot Chocolate.

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Buñuelos De Yuca: Mayan Beignets?

Dense, heavy and ever chewy, these were definitely no Beignets. Reminded me of dessert version of the Brazilian pão de queijo. The milk-less Hot Chocolate shot over-compensated with more sweetener in it, tasted a little to single note to be just sugar though, maybe Agave? Nonetheless, I dunked and enjoyed.

I really appreciate the concept that they are aiming for with this tasting, as I recently went back to my parents Zacatecano hometown and discovered my food roots.

But next time, I think I'll rather go skank it up in the pit with the homies while drinking a double chocolate Porter...



*Price $35 per person. Tax and gratuity not included.
*Reservation Only
*Tasting will take place again in the next couple of weeks sometime, give them a call if interested

3655 S Grand Ave #C6
Los Angeles, CA 90007
tel 213.741.1075
fax 213.741.1046

Free Parking

Friday, June 19, 2009

CEMITAS & CLAYUDAS PAL CABRÓN...Y CABRONAS QUE LO ACOMPAÑEN: Hey, That's Me?!


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Story of my life? I wish...

Seriously, it's actually the newest naughtiest food child of the same family who brought the L.A standard Guelaquetza restaurants. This place is perhaps the only restaurant positive of making even the most pizza/flaming hot cheetoes-esque of my old East L.A Garfield High School homies become even the most diligent of austere foodies.

It's a concept that Bricia Lopez and her brother Fernando Lopez brought to life after a recent trek to Puebla and discovering the delicate beauty of their street staple, a Cemita Poblana, the omnipresent sandwich of Puebla. Freshly baked, dense, rustic roll dusted with Ajonjoli (Sesame Seeds) and made with the legit stuff, not Crisco...yeah, you know what I'm talking about. Seethed with Milanesa, Quesillo, Queso Panela, Avocado, Chipotle, and the ever acquired taste of Papalo, an herb that smells like if a really thirsty deer just walked on top of it.

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...confuse a Cemita with a Torta here and you probably would get immediately run out of the restaurant with your face caricatured on one of the many facetious murals surrounding you, maybe next to this one, peeping at at you while you do your business.

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Admit it, we all have our different tastes when it comes to these things...But I'm sure las cabronas available here will satisfy even the most kinkiest of preferences.

Traditional? Perhaps La Tetanic.

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Milanesa de Pollo (Breaded Chicken)

Simple? Maybe La Pipiris Nais

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Jamon (ham)

Picky? How 'bout La Tuya

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Whatever you want, any way you want it...

And for you confident sticklers--you know who you are--not just settling for anything and wanting it ALL, there's: La Más Cabrona, with an impressive head cheese that would stand up pretty well on it's own next to any Italian premium Charcuterie platter.

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("Milanesa de Res, Queso de Puerco, Y un Chingo de Aguacate")

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How do I like 'em? Well,you all know me, exotic, spicy with a tender bite is always a plus. I like me La de Barbacha

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Barbacoa de Borrego Enchilado (Seasoned Lamb)

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Drinks anyone?

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Micheladas here with all these voluptuous cabronas is a godsend, preferred Chela (beer) of Pacifico present with all the fixin's of that signature Oaxacan-arthropod, pungent taste. Spicy yet soothingly refreshing, almost crossing the threshold into savory with the cultural additions of Salsa Inglesa (Worcestershire Sauce) and the haunting earthy taste of dehydrated Gusanos de Maguey (larvae, which bore in Agave Tequila plants) up in the mingle with that tiny, dastardly chile known as Piquin.

Of course, the usual homemade Aguas Frescas are also available, revolving daily but always having Guelaguetza's renown blended Red Tuna-tinted (prickly pear) Horchata, almost inedible seeds and all. Made authentically with Mexican imported Tunas and rice only (no milk), generous with toasted pecan pieces and cut up ripe melon. Sundae spoon included to become your own mixologist.

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You don't swing the Cemita way you say? Oh, into that black [bean], slender thang, Las Cabronas got yo' back...

Clayudas here are folded over and griddled until just the edges are crispy, but the middle still soft. With those beans, Quesillo (Oaxacan String-stlye cheese) and and air-dried, spiced meat of choice: Cecina Enchilada (spiced pork) & Tasajo (aged beef).

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The only legally-legit Quesillo available in L.A.

They give you the option of having 'con Asiento' (straight translation to: sit; chair) or not, I'm sorry sweetbreads but this now takes the prize for the most non-offensive, misleading food term--refers to that luxurious, swoon effect taste of lard.

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spice-rubbed Cecina...yeees.

The fold-over effect doesn't sound like much but phenomenally makes it into a whole other creature in itself...Should give anyone that describes a Clayuda as a Mexican Pizza a good 'at the moment' description predicament.

On my way out, I see a sign and find out that they are open until 4AM Thursday to Friday.

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Now that and this...is the story of my life.

CEMITAS & CLAYUDAS PAL CABRÓN...Y CABRONAS QUE LO ACOMPAÑEN
2560 E. Gage Ave.
Huntington Park, CA
90255
(323) 277-9899
www.lascabronas.com

Cemitas and Clayudas Pal Cabron in Los Angeles