Limo Peruvian Restaurant

Limo's food and presentation is as good as Andina (one of my favorite restaurants in Portland – I was transported my first visit during a lunch, second time was a crowded dinner and was nothing special but still remembering that glow from my first time I still list it as a favorite for now).

But, atmosphere much more intimate and the entire feel is family owned and personal rather then the trendy hip vibe. I loved, loved every appetizer dish we had. It has achieved the same happy memory glow that Andina did.

I started out with a ceviche of limo cream sauce mix with fresh fish. What I really liked was not only the acidic heat toned down with a touch of cream, but that the chunks of fish were chunky like mini sashimi and fresh. I won't be able to come here without ordering a ceviche, ever, thanks to this experience. I especially look forward to this during the summer.

Another tapas like appetizer was the "Golden potatoes w/trio of sauces". The three sauces were Huancaina, Ocopa(black mint and Peanut) and Anticucho cream sauce. Soooo good. I was wiping every last bit of all three sauces off, it was a great mix of spicy, savory, and cheesy, and the potatoes were crisp on the edges and doughy inside to better absorb the incredible sauces.

 

The final piqueo was Pastel de Choclo, a cute lil savory corn pudding made with Aji Amarillo filled with Beef stew or goat cheese- I had mine with goat cheese- and then torched on top for a bit of a creme brulee texture. It is served just at the right size to compliment some of the heat in other dishes.

I can't wait to come here and order some of the entree sized dishes. I'm one of their Facebook Fans, and every Sun and Wed in January and February, they have dedicated 25% of their sales to go to the Red Cross to help victims of the Haitian earthquake- so I want to go back in the next few weeks!

 

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Paragon Restaurant, version Dinner

In my eyes, it was a disappointing dinner at Paragon Restaurant- lunch had shown promise although there were some questionable base ingredients chosen to be included in the dishes, but the preparation of the dishes was fine. Dinner however had the same problem as lunch, but now with execution problems. My lamb was not really medium rare, and the accompanying parsnip puree too sweet the rainbow chard salty and the meyer lemon and mint undetectable. The seared ricotta gnocchi with roasted acorn squash, hazelnuts, and arugula salad was overcooked and overly creamy, with no balance offered by the greens or the squash it just melted together into mush. The side of the caramelized brussel sprouts and butternut squash was serviceable but the portion for $5 smaller then what you would get at a nice steak restaurant. I can't comment specifically on the mini ahi tuna tacos (described with raw yellowfin tuna, taro root tacos, avocado wasabi aioli and shredded cabbage), but the person who ordered it thought the brussels sprouts side was the better dish.

The cocktails were still just as good as during lunch at least, so at least the bar is consistent. It looks like Paragon has some consistency problems in the kitchen which make the menu a hit or miss, no matter how big and comfy the booths or friendly the servers.

 

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Decarli Happy Hour

In Beaverton, co-workers have been telling me what a great happy hour Decarli has. It wasn’t until yesterday though that I finally got to experience it. Since I knew Saturday I was going out for cocktails, I became one of the ladies who drink wine by the glass, which apparently is a popular choice here and I can see why- they offer more then a dozen wines to choose from. We got there right on the dot when it opened, and within 10-15 minutes the bar area filled up on this Friday evening and it was buzzing, a fun vibe filling the large lofty feel of this place that would fit right in with other restaurants I’ve seen spring up in Chicago’s meat packing district. Well, except since this is in Beaverton, the crowd is a little older- but that doesn’t mean they aren’t entitled to go relax with friends at a happy hour.

The waitstaff was efficient, and another peer joining us (doing several event-hopping that evening so pressed for time) easily) slid up to the bar, was recognized by the bartender, who then poured his regular Fred’s Red into a glass for him. It wasn’t on the board so when we asked for it at the table she was taken aback, but she took it in stride and walked away to check on it instead of rejecting our request yet admitted it in a friendly way when she returned later with it and explained her surprise.

They have small fancy bites (like the fancy version of bar peanuts) on the menu, as well as appetizers and burgers, but also a few paninis and intriguing personal sized thin crust pizzettas (basically the size of the pizzas you commonly see at California Pizza Kitchen). When I saw the portobello mushrooms, sweet onions, gorgonzola, sage-walnut pesto pizzetta when it arrived at the table (not pictured), I was very jealous and tried not to stare. Next time, pizzetta.

The paninis come with a salad that I ignored because the amount of bitterness in the mixed greens with vinaigrette was too much counterpoint against the sandwich, which already had oil cured olives and sopressetta inside the crunchy doughy bread. In the end I was just picking out those olives because they were overwhelming the poor sopressetta. I also wished they had included a hardy cheese with it, like asiago or pecorino. The melted mozzarella offered ooze but no flavor- maybe if it had been cold.

 

My friend’s burger looked evilly rich and delicious though the fries looked a poor comparison to my polenta fries with gorgonzola butter (which I even dipped ripped bite size pieces of panini in, super yum). My polenta fries were perfectly fried to a crisp shape and texture perfectly echoing a crisp fry (but on a gigantic scale up- these were longer then my hand and as thick as a finger), but with that rich polenta denseness inside instead of the emptiness you would find in a potato fry. I didn’t really need the gorgonzola butter with it- which is why it helped my panini out instead, and I was scraping for that gorgonzola. Who wants potato fries compared to this? Ok, the presentation is bizarre (ran out of dishes?), but as something to eat it definitely delivered.

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Wildwood

This was my third visit to Wildwood, and as before, their seasonal menu had lots of items that intrigued me, and based on my sampling of my plate and some that were not my own, I stand by my original impressions. They are still executing consistently and their presentation and flavor profiles always a expert mix of complex and simple and beautiful but comfortable and approachable while learning new taste combinations. I believe this is one of the best restaurants in Portland, with impeccable friendly and knowledgeable service that looks and treats like a fine dining destination but feels intimate and casual, merging both a relaxing yet hip atmosphere that reflects the Northwest just like its cuisine; clean and understated with a nod to the environment and style.

Wildwood's seasonal specialty cocktail of a Pomegranate Caipirinha with cachaca, house grenadine, muddle lime, and regan's orange bitters. I would have expected this to be better in the summer. And served by the pitcher :X

Meanwhile, "An Apple a Day" was made with calvados, tuaca, fresh lemon, egg white, rosemary, and apple gastrique. Very light- I think I was expecting more of a cider taste to it.

On all the food though they were getting base hit after base hit. One hit out of the ballpark was the appetizer of puree of butternut squash soup's depth of flavor was elevated by the guajillo creme fraiche and toasted pumpkin seeds and the soft and fresh foccaccia bread plate was refilled 3 times to ensure it was all wiped clean. Also the bread was just good.

I'm not usually a salad person, but I liked my salad of winter chicories with grana padano, toasted walnuts and lemon-garlic vinaigrette. It was dressed just enough but yet all over- amazing sleight of hand in execution that is sadly often rare in restaurants.

The Draper Valley Farms Chicken Pot Pie with beecher's cheddar crust, smokey ham hock, turnips, alby potatoes and a surprisingly robust butter lettuce salad that could have been item on the menu itself was better than anything from home. The slow cooked fennel stuffed pork belly sandwich on a house made roll with pickled chile cream cheese, grilled onion, butter lettuce, and kennebec potato chips sounded like it should be overly rich (Portland kitchens love pork belly if you haven't noticed reading menus all over town), but they know how to trim to show off the best cut and taste here at Wildwood. The dining companion who always is able to hold herself back and take some of lunch home for later was the first to completely polish off her plate of grilled hawaiian ahi tuna with frisee, grilled prarie creek farm potatoes, san giuliano olives and lemon aioli.

My personal choice this time was braised cattail creek lamb stuffed crepes with carrot puree, sauteed lacinato kale, frisee, almonds, goat cheese and minted meyer lemon yogurt. The picture pretty much sums it up, with all those textures tastes on the human tongue of salt, sweet, sour, bitter and savory were blending together here. If only I had a spicy cocktail to go with this, I wouldn't have been able to ask for more.

I did end up with a spicy cocktail later after a wine tasting at Wine Unwind (an adorable wine shop with handwritten tasting notes on the wine bottles they have for purchase and they also have wine flights and music or movies to inspire a visit to a certain region's wine), followed by a very light meal at Olive or Twist so I wouldn't stumble home. A tuxedo'd Sinata-like singer crooned as I sipped The Peruvian, a martini with Mazama Pepper vodka, mango puree, and lime juice. It looked almost like it was healthy carrot juice with only a little jalapeno floating as a hint to the warm fire it held for me. What a really great day that was! 

 

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Waffles as wrapper = genius

One of my friends told me about this cart called Parkers Waffles and Coffee, and I had remembered seeing it by the Budget that I go to (I don’t own a car and sometimes when I need a car for a whole day, it makes more sense to go to Budget then use a Zipcar) down by the cart pods at 4th and Hall, just on the other side of PSU. I had a laptop meltdown at work, so I took my time getting into work today since it was at the help desk shop and rewarded myself with a lunch at this cart I would otherwise never get to (it has breakfast and lunch hours, closing at 2).

This is not the first waffle with something I have eaten- I’ve been to Roscoe’s in LA a couple times. But, this is different then the chicken and waffles thing. Here, a hot mess of your choice is grilled up and then a soft fresh waffle brushed with maple butter (optional) becomes the tortilla for essentially your giant waffle “soft taco”. This first try (because there will be others), I went for a breakfast feel with two eggs scrambled with ham, onions, mushrooms and Gruyere.

The insides were hot and gooey fresh ingredients, and the waffle was tasty just like a fresh hot tortilla would be to a taco- it added a bit of firmness and flavor but not overwhelming the guts of the ingredients inside- it was a great frame that kept the insides pretty well put together (better then a tortilla would). It looks like it would be messier then a taco, but it is wrapped carefully and firmly by foil and paper by the food cart chef with a smile, and it was so good that I greedily ate the whole thing while walking 5 blocks towards the Max and it was gone. Sometimes, it’s these simple things that are just so hearty and good that fill you with happiness. Grilled cheese, tacos, garlic fried rice- basic stuff that can be thrown together quickly and is like a palate and tummy hug.

Waffles as wrapper = genius, Parker's Waffles, two eggs scrambled with ham, onions, mushrooms and Gruyere

 

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