Good Morning Gentle Readers,
Whaddya do when your kids have vacated the premises on a Saturday night? Well, we've more or less forgotten how to do this, but we tried dating (each other, dammit). Mrs TWC scoured the YELP reviews and came up with Luna, an upscale place down the hill in town that is best described as Fusion California-Mexican. Sort of a Mexican version of what Roy has done with Hawaiian Fusion cuisine.
Forgot to query the waiter as to whose label the Petite Sirah he was hawking at seven bucks a glass was, but it was pretty tasty. First time TWC had ever enjoyed a wine out of those wine glasses without the stem. You know me, I'm all about tradition, except when I'm not. I'm against fake corks and wine glasses without stems on principle. Verdict: I'm not rushing out to buy a dozen, but it wasn't an unpleasant experience.
I know what you are thinking Gentle Reader. Tequila. Cerveza. Margarita. Chi Chi. But wine? With Mexican food? And Mrs TWC ordered up an awesome rocks margarita, which, of course, is the proper way to enjoy a margarita. But who can turn away wine and empanadas? Not moi.
The empanadas were filled with braised short ribs, chorizo (Chore E Zoh), dried fruit, oaxaca (Wah Hawk Ah) cheese, creme fraiche, with a chipotle-walnut aioli dipping sauce. The chipotle sauce was incredible. Well, actually, so were the empanadas.
The Ceviche de la Casa was absolutely the best ceviche I've encountered. Bar none. This was prepared with fresh red snapper in a honey-citrus marinade with spicy mango salsa. Fabulous.
Our waiter was attentive, the service was spectacular, the staff was friendly, the prices were decent, the food was exceptionally good.
Cheers to Saturday date night.
Empanada & Ceviche Photo courtesy of Land of the Gummies (TWC forgot his camera. Can you imagine such a thing?)