Lardo
Portland, Oregon

Crispy pig ear salad at Lardo East SideCrispy pig ear salad at Lardo East Side

It takes thick skin to walk into either of Lardo’s Portland locations without somehow feeling that the name is a taunt directed at you rather than having been derived from the charcuterie offering of cured pork fat. Lardo is a porcine tribute, nay, shrine to the humble and versatile pig, whose varietal cuts are prominently featured throughout the menu. Each site has an obligatory simplified line diagram showing Miss Piggy’s five prime cuts in mural form, as well as a bulb-array sign reading, “PIG OUT” that looks as if it came straight off a Broadway marquee. Lardo is the labor of love of Chef Rick Gencarelli who literally covered the country gastronomically from shore to shore before settling in Portland in 2010 to open a piglet food cart in Portland’s Sunnyside pod. After word spread about his now-legendary pig-product sandwiches, Gencarelli opened a brick-and-mortar sty on Hawthorne (ironically directly across the street from the Cartopia food cart pod) in the summer of 2012, followed by a second more spacious location downtown on Washington Street in December.

Pork cuts, simplifiedPork cuts, simplified

The rapacious references go far beyond the onslaught of piggy imagery – the menu is rife with dishes where Babe, Porky and Napoleon manage to sneak their way onto the plate; bacon lurks salaciously in Lardo’s popular cold fried chicken sandwich, while the Double Burger gets porked by a hefty slab of pork belly. Think the sides manage to slink away without having to squeal like a pig? Nosiree, Bob! On the subtle side are the Lardo Fries crisped up in pork fat – on the other end of the scale are the Dirty Fries, taken to the next level with bits of pork scrap, chopped pepperoncini, fried herbs and a liberal application of parmesan cheese (and blissfully not labeled as Portland poutine). The copious serving of Dirty Fries are hardly a side order; likewise with the Crispy Pig’s Ear Salad, featuring pappardelle-sized strips of crunchy fried pork ear infiltrating a bed of radicchio, topped with the ubiquitous fried egg and a light drizzle of bacon vinaigrette, proving that you can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear, but you can make a hell of a salad.

The Korean pork sandwich at Lardo West SideThe Korean pork sandwich at Lardo West Side

The sandwiches are pork conveyances of delight – while not letter-perfect, the Cubano boasts authentic crusty Cuban bread stuffed with thick layers of Capocollo and oozing Provolone, oddly halved, stacked and skewered with a lanced dill pickle chip. Of exceptional note is the Korean Pork Shoulder sandwich, an artisan roll gorged with pork grilled to a light char resting on a thick smear of chili mayo and smothered in house-made kimchi and fresh cilantro – the flavors are astounding and intoxicating, rushing at you like a Russian boar in heat. To quell the damp Portland skies during the seasons when the sun is reclusive, the East Side location features a huge tent over a heated seating area (which also houses the Sugar Cube Sweets food cart, the perfect source for dessert and coffee after pigging out).

The newly-opened Lardo West SideThe newly-opened Lardo West Side

The danger associated with repeated visits to Lardo for the addictive fare is that there’s a strong possibility your loved ones will soon be remarking, “Hey boy – you look just like a hog”.

Lardo (West Side)
1205 SW Washington Street
Portland, Oregon 97205
GPS Coordinates: 45°31’19.23″N 122°41’0.62″W

Lardo (East Side)
1212 SE Hawthorne Boulevard
Portland, Oregon 97214
GPS Coordinates: 45°30’43.47″N 122°39’11.14″W

GALLERY: See images from Val’s visit to both Lardo locations in Portland, Oregon

 

Taco Tuesdays at The Abbey
West Hollywood, California

Executive Chef Daniel Emaleh describes the tacosExecutive Chef Daniel Emaleh describes the tacos

Who wouldn’t want to see Tuesdays wiped off the map, that useless pretender of a weekday nestled between the punishing, seventh level of hell day of reckoning we call Monday and the now legendary light-at-the-end-of the-tunnel, Tony Robbinsesque cat poster of a day in need of phonetic shortening – Wednesday.  Seriously, what great event ever happened on a Tuesday? Tuesday has always been a throwaway day, a veritable place holder on the calendar, until several centuries ago when Sir Isaac Newton sat at the foot of a taco stand one warm and sunny Tuesday afternoon and got socked in the head with an Ensenada-style fish taco that had fallen from the cart, prompting the great mathematician and inventor of the fig bar to leap to his feet and declare Tuesdays as Taco Tuesdays. My timeline might be a little off, but from coast-to-coast Americans have embraced this day to where it is probably one of the few things Congress can agree on.

Although Newton most likely did not invent Taco Tuesdays, everyone from Taco Bell skyward has jumped on the bandwagon offering discount tacos on Tuesdays, making it a challenge for restaurants to step up their taco game. My recent introduction to Taco Tuesdays was at the most unlikely of places – The Abbey, the preeminent gay bar that serves as an unofficial ground zero for West Hollywood’s “alternative lifestyle” culture. The Abbey itself started as a modest little coffee shop across the street from its current location back in 1991. When they initially relocated, the space was shared with a company that sold religious statuary, so naturally when that business relinquished the space, it left owner and founder David Cooley with a surplus of materials to use to transform the bar into something that looks like a cross between a Spanish-style mission and one of the halls of greater learning at Hogwarts. The property used to have high walls around it, but now is open by iron gates that give new meaning to the term “open”. Brick, stained glass and iron mix with a state of the art light and sound system to where it’s difficult to tell what decade you’re in.

The open gates of the Gothic/mission-style Abbey in West HollywoodThe open gates of the Gothic/mission-style Abbey in West Hollywood

Executive Chef Daniel Emaleh keeps it simple when it comes to the tacos, but don’t expect some homage to Del Taco – although the menu lists a choice of fish, steak, pork, chicken or chile with cheese, it bears further description to reflect the quality of the $1.50 tacos. For example, most are dressed with rosemary, thyme, olive oil and cilantro; the poultry of choice is vegetarian free-range Jidori chicken, with meat so tender and flavorful it could just make you switch (from beef to poultry). The pork used for the carnitas tacos is sourced from Mangalitssa pigs, a rather odd-looking “furry” and fatty hog descended from wild boar (by far my favorite). There was the perfect amount of sear on the outside while the meat just melted away, neatly held together in the taco and complemented by a slightly salty feta cheese.

Simple and tasty ahi tacosSimple and tasty ahi tacos

The beef is high quality and their fish tacos are made with fried market-quality ahi tuna; they also have a vegetarian (not vegan) offering that is flavorful while not disguising itself as meat. Grilled poblano chiles are topped with crumbled feta and accented with cumin, salsa verde, mushrooms and lemon juice, an unpretentious taco that even a carnivore can enjoy. Pitchers of margaritas are available as well as $10 buckets of beer, but before you go asking about top shelf or craft tequila in the margarita, remind yourself that you’re eating tacos.

The coffee house, reminder of The Abbey's humble beginningsThe coffee house, reminder of The Abbey's humble beginnings

If you’ve saved room for desert you can head in to the last vestiges of the original coffee shop where a display case in a wood paneled-room holds baked goods from Sweet Lady Jane. In addition to pies and cakes, there are square, chocolate-encased “ding dongs” in a variety of flavors (including red velvet), but I doubt these behemoths would fit neatly in your Batman lunchbox; they’re approximately the size of a grapefruit. Naturally you can get a freshly made cup of coffee that was the lifeblood of the original business to wash down that pastry before you check out Christina Aguilera and David Cooley’s cement prints on their walk of fame (unless they have a table sitting on top of them).

The vibe in the bar is loose and relaxed, yet the atmosphere is lively and loud, but maybe not a good choice for the closed-minded. In retrospect, I came away with a different opinion than where my preconceived assumptions led – the tacos were delicious. Thanks, Ike, we can have Tuesdays back.

The Abbey Food and Bar
692 N Robertson Boulevard
West Hollywood, CA 90069
GPS Coordinates: 34° 5’0.09″N 118°23’7.32″W

Sweet Lady Jane
8360 Melrose Avenue
Los Angeles, CA 90069
GPS Coordinates: 34° 5’0.88″N 118°22’21.61″W

GALLERY: See images from Val’s visit to The Abbey Food and Bar in West Hollywood CA for Taco Tuesday

NOTE: This cost for this meal was provided by the restaurant. The content provided in this article was not influenced whatsoever by the organizer of the event.

 

Bánh mì
Vietnam

The namesake Buu Dien SandwichThe namesake Buu Dien Sandwich

To the untrained eye, banh mi might resemble a “five dollar foot-long”, but under the hood you’re likely to find the ingredients a tad less Western. The term bánh mì actually describes the baguette used to create this Vietnamese staple, a diminutive loaf of French bread made from wheat and rice flour. Bánh mì can have a variety of fillings, but traditionally features slices of ham and/or head cheese and stuffed silly with fresh crunchy vegetables including cilantro, hot peppers, cucumber and picked, shredded daikon radish and carrots. In Southern California there are a few hot spots where you don’t have to travel far to sample traditional and localized preparations of the workingman’s salad sandwich, including San Gabriel Valley and Little Saigon in Westminster.

BBQ pork banh mi from Lien HoaBBQ pork banh mi from Lien Hoa

I was invited to join The Minty on a bánh mì through L.A.’s Chinatown, and after the fun I had getting my Salvadoran on at her pupusa crawl, I eagerly signed up. She had planned 5 stops, which included a not-so-gourmet food truck and an upscale bistro serving up Anglicized versions of the sandwich at the end of the yellow brick road in Little Tokyo. There were four foodies in tow (myself included) and we quickly agreed that we would order one or two sandwiches at each stop and quarter them (a sensible survivor skill when dealing with multiple bread bombs). The first stop was Bưu Điện, a small storefront at the end of a parking lot alley with iron folding plates over the window. The menu featured about 10 variations, all listed on a banner on the wall, and we quickly agreed on the Bánh Mì Bưu Điện (their signature Bưu Điện Sandwich) and the Chả Lụa (a Vietnamese pork sausage). The Bưu Điện Sandwich was their version of the traditional sandwich featuring a pork pâté and sliced ham and chock full of the aforementioned vegetables. The bread was firm but not stale and it neatly postponed bites bursting with flavor and texture; the sausage was an odd shade of red and was crumbly and dry. While a refrigerator held soft drinks I was intrigued with the two fountain bubblers at the counter that held a brownish-black fluid and something that looked like lawn clippings run through a blender. I opted for the dark, murky beverage which turned out to be a tasty blend of five different teas.

The remainder of my meatball banh mi at LA SandwichThe remainder of my meatball banh mi at LA Sandwich

Our second stop was a confusing little place billed as “Liên Hoa Chinese Deli & Seafood Market”. Inside was a row of steam tables holding limbs and organs of undetermined fauna and a meat case holding executed whole roasted ducks hanging from hooks, illuminated by what looked like klieg lights. As I prepared to preserve Donald in digital celluloid the woman behind the counter shouted out, “No pictures”, obviously assuming I was going to copy their inimitable style and open my own Chinese deli in Laguna Beach. We ordered the Vietnamese Special and BBQ Pork sandwiches and waited while she “toasted” the bread. Since Liên Hoa serves up hot food but doesn’t have any place to sit, we opted to partake of our purchases on a bench out front, hoping that the belief that everything tastes better outdoors held true. Sadly, it did not. Both sandwiches were dry, doughy and salty and even though they featured different ingredients did not have much variance in taste.

Fried catfish banh mi at The Spice TableFried catfish banh mi at The Spice Table

Discouraged but not beaten, we crossed back over the street and into a nondescript indoor mini-mall to LA Sandwich, a place that looked like a Subway counter you might find at in a truck stop on I-5. The climate inside was so diverse that I expected hail over the cash register; one particular spot felt like it was under a heat lamp and the store was filled with the smell of burnt toast. LA Sandwich offered 6 sandwiches and we decided on the #2 Pate Chả Lụa (Vietnamese sausage pâté) and #6 Xiu Mai (steamed meatball). We sat at a burnished aluminum table in the hallway where we divided up the goods – the bánh mì gods must have been smiling upon us since the smell of charred bread was not emanating from our meal; the bread was toasted but soft and the buttery Vietnamese mayo was prominent in the sandwiches. I particularly liked the course-ground steamed meatballs which were complemented by the spicy, fresh cilantro, frisky jalapenos and cool, crisp cucumber.

French bread, tools of the trade at The Spice TableFrench bread, tools of the trade at The Spice Table

We looked for the Nam Thai Vietnamese Truck at its stated location, but being a vehicle we were outsmarted by its mobility. With only one stop on the crawl left, we traveled the mile or so to Little Tokyo to the upscale Spice Table. The interior of the antique brick building was well lit but looked like it would be more at home in Tuscany than Los Angeles. I wasn’t sure we were in the right place since every printed word in the place was in plain English. The Spice Table’s menu features five bánh mì sandwiches (simply referred to as “Sandwiches”). I wanted to stay with tradition, ordering the “Cold Cut” sandwich (featuring ham, pâté and head cheese); we also ordered their take on the meatball bánh mì and the bizarre fried catfish. The cold cut sandwich had the potential to be fresh and flavorful but sadly it was doused in a red Sriracha-like sauce that overpowered the dish. The meatballs were zesty and delicious and garnished with peanuts and fresh herbs, but I found the over-use of the red hot sauce annoying on this sandwich. It seems as though they douse all the sandwiches with the fiery brew, but it actually worked well with the fried catfish. The catfish nuggets were coated in a cornmeal batter that formed a crust, sealing in the juices and resulting in moist, tender bites. I laughed a little thinking that the assembly of the catfish on the baguette along with the hot sauce made the sandwich seem more like a po-boy than a bánh mì.

I always have fun on The Minty’s crawls and enjoyed the variety of choice in what is otherwise a simple sandwich, but short of booking a flight to Ho Chi Minh City I am now intrigued enough with bánh mì to head out to San Gabriel and Westminster in search of the real deal. Big A, I still crave your steak and cheese, but I now have a new sandwich to love.

Bưu Điện
642 N. Broadway
Los Angeles CA 90012
GPS Coordinates: 34° 3’34.77″N 118°14’20.28″W

Liên Hoa Deli & Seafood
721 N. Broadway
Los Angeles CA 90012
GPS Coordinates: 34° 3’39.27″N 118°14’20.91″W

L.A. Sandwiches
736 N. Broadway #106
Los Angeles CA 90012
GPS Coordinates: 34° 3’40.90″N  118°14’19.16″W

The Spice Table
114 S. Central St.
Los Angeles CA 90012
GPS Coordinates: 34° 2’55.20″N 118°14’20.65″W

GALLERY: See images from Val’s eatventure on The Minty’s banh mi crawl in Chinatown and Los Angeles, California

Read The Minty’s take on the banh mi crawl in L.A.’s Chinatown

 

Vū Restaurant
Marina del Rey, California

The open and airy dining area at Vū RestaurantThe open and airy dining area at Vū Restaurant

I’m not ashamed to admit the amount of times I’ve been enticed to visit a restaurant that touts its scenic or spectacular views, only to be disappointed by the underwhelming and overpriced food (I will elaborate on some of these places off-line, as I don’t like to waste bandwidth on them). Vū Restaurant is located on a sheltered cove in Marina Del Rey at the back of the Jamaica Bay Inn, and its website advertises “inspired cuisine and breathtaking views”, so I was somewhat apprehensive accepting a media event “do-over” to sample their brunch menu. On the Sunday morning I visited, the Los Angeles area was experiencing what some locals refer to as “the storm of the century”, which meant that gazing at the lagoon with its palm trees bending in the sideways-blowing rain was going to put the focus squarely on the food. I had heard about Vū’s foray into the world of molecular gastronomy, and although I love an adventure, I was curious to see how well science class and Sunday brunch were going to get along. The restaurant itself is full of clean lines – square granite tabletops, big cubed windows and a smattering of art (mostly in the form of sculpture) with plenty of open space; the only fabric I could see was my own napkin. When the waiter brought out water in what looked like a prop whiskey bottle, it was clear that the showcase was going to be the cuisine – I was certainly not going to be distracted at this brunch by logos, labels or Bob Ross paintings on the wall.

Rich green curry soup, but the bowl makes me dizzyRich green curry soup, but the bowl makes me dizzy

I opened with the green curry soup, just what the doctor ordered to take the chill out of the air. Tiny pieces of cilantro were artfully arranged on the surface, and I almost dreaded wreaking havoc on that image with my spoon. My first spoonful dredged up tiny shelled mussels which were sweet and tender with the unusual addition of coconut boba balls that added a pleasantly odd texture and taste. The creamy, spicy and sweet broth was so good that it was still enjoyable once the mussels and boba were gone.

Globes of joy - slow cooked eggs on the Kona BenedictGlobes of joy - slow cooked eggs on the Kona Benedict

Many of the dishes on the brunch menu featured “slow cooked eggs”; Executive Chef Kyle Schutte explained that these were their specialty – the hen fruit are cooked in their shells at 63 degrees for half an hour so that the whites coagulate to just past translucent but just short of opaque and the yolk takes on a creamy consistency. One of the egg dishes is deceptively listed as “bacon and eggs” with the bacon substituted by pork belly that is cooked sous vide confit with maple, and then finally fried creating a crispy skin and a non-gelatinous fatty component. I was so intrigued I ordered the “bacon” sans eggs; the taste was sweet, yet not strong-armed by the maple. The egg dish that caught my eye and dove straight into my comfort zone was the Kona Benedict, a Hawaiian-inspired take on the classic Eggs Benedict. Grilled, thinly shaved sheets of SPAM blanketed halved Hawaiian sweet rolls and were crowned with the shimmering orbs of slow cooked eggs. The hollandaise was streaked across the plate like skid marks, and the purple color betrayed flavoring with pureed hibiscus flower; a row of tiny cubed “home fries” lined one side of the plate which was crisp and tasty. The dish screamed of island umami-ness with the sweet rolls complementing the salty SPAM, both drowning in the egg (which was somewhere in the realm between poached and soft-boiled).

A tiny frozen Coke pearl shelters against panna cottaA tiny frozen Coke pearl shelters against panna cotta

I decided to finish with the buttermilk panna cotta, which featured Vū’s version of “Dippin’ Dots” (Coca-Cola frozen into little pellets using liquid nitrogen) and blackberries fizzed in a carbonator using carbon dioxide. The panna cotta was set in a mold that made it look like a little white pudding Devo hat, but unfortunately the frozen Coke didn’t make it to the table – all but one sphere had already melted prior to arrival which was unfortunate for the presentation, but not the taste. The melted Coke syrup mixed with the juice from the blackberries made a nice sauce to accent the creamy panna cotta and the one remaining pellet went directly to the tongue, creating a tiny cold burn. I paired the dessert with a cup of the Santa Barbara Dark Tropic Blend Coffee which was strong, with a heady aroma, but neither bitter nor burnt. I thought I detected Kona in the blend, but the waiter wasn’t familiar with exactly which beans were blended.

Chef Schutte made a name for himself in North Carolina with daring techniques, and his influence on the cuisine at Vū is a pleasant treat. After speaking with me at my table, he visited another where he actually cleared away the diner’s plates. At Vū, you can choose to gaze out at the marina, take in the neat simplicity of the restaurant and bar areas, or marvel at the artistry of the cuisine, but one thing is for certain – there will always be a view.

Vū Restaurant
14160 Palawan Way
Marina Del Rey, CA 90292
GPS Coordinates: 33°58’56.91″N 118°27’26.60″W

GALLERY: See images of Val’s brunch at Vū Restaurant in Marina Del Rey, California

NOTE: This cost for this event or meal was provided by the venue, restaurant, event coordinator or public relations firm. The content provided in this article was not influenced whatsoever by the organizer of the event

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