JM and Nichole give Meade niceness points:
Meade's choice of chicken mole enchiladas was a good bet, with a very dark, chocolatey mole sauce over flavorful chicken. He and Ann ended up trading plates to even out their luck, which was awfully nice of him.And awfully _________ of Ann.
ADDED: Elsewhere, Bart demolished a mountain of fajitas.
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The tag on the Blog Head says something about serving a Diva's needs. Meade is a gentleman.
...loving...
Because it was, was it not?
I didn't ask for the plate trade. It was offered. But I was not going to eat those appalling shrimp... which were the most expensive thing on the menu.
We ordered take out there soon after they opened. When we got home, they had screwed up the order so bad (and we had been explicit when we ordered that we didn't want sour cream, etc., etc., etc.), we haven't been back.
I suppose we could give them another chance (and someday we might), but there are so many options to choose from around here, we're not very motivated to go back.
What has happened to my home.
Shootings over in Midvale Heights, the Parthenon food gets dissed (by Eating Madison) and now Pasquals is down the tubes too?
Say it aint so?
I've been to the Hilldale incarnation once, and it was okay. When the Monroe St. version is just blocks away, it's hard to drive to the Hilldale Pasqual's, especially the drive it takes us past Tex Tubb's. :)
especially the drive it takes us past Tex Tubb's. :)
That's where our business went.
‹pedantry alert›
"mole sauce" is a redundancy.
‹/pedantry alert›
I (heart) Tex Tubb's Fish Tacos.
Usually, though, if we go out to eat, it's Lombardino's.
Chip's comment reminded me of a triple redundancy once uttered by a client while ordering lunch.
He asked the waitress "What is today's soup d'jour of the day".
She answered "Chicken, chicken and chicken."
Meadhouse has a standard for dining out:
Either it's as good as Chipotle... or it isn't.
And if it isn't... well, there's always cereal and milk or crackers and cheese back home.
We prefer the Pasqual's on Monroe Street.
Usually, though, if we go out to eat, it's Lombardino's.
I miss the old Lombardino's. Their Chicken Marsala was to die for.
I find Pasqual's food under-seasoned (both locations). Tex Tubb's does a better job for my money.
Who wants enchiladas stuffed with moles scraped off of chickens? Sounds horrifying.
And as for shrimp, the idea of what are essentially underwater cockroaches being listed as "most expensive" thing on the menu says a lot.
Cafe Pasqual in Santa Fe, that joint definitely isn't!
wv: "scitie" -- the mathematics of shoelaces.
Meade's choice of chicken mole enchiladas was a good bet
Tasty, and a cancer antagonist to boot!
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