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Archive for ‘eating out’

March 1st, 2011

Mambo’s Cuban Bistro on the beach

By far one of my favorite things about moving to Florida has been the abundance of Cuban food. It’s not exactly like Puerto Rican food (which is my favorite), but it’s pretty close.

And it’s more reasonable than waiting until I see my mom again so she can make some Puerto Rican food!

My theory is that a lot of the islands in the Carribbean have similar flavors, each with their own spin on it.  Of course to test this theory I’ll have to visit more islands in the Carribbean…

Unlike Texas, where Tex-Mex and Mexican food dominated the scene, Florida is inundated with Cuban flavors all over the place!  It was hard living in Texas because Tex-Mex/Mexican food isn’t compatible with my dietary restrictions, so I mostly avoided it.

Except for the tortillas.

My weakness: fresh-made, still-warm tortillas from Rosa’s Tortilla Factory.

I digress.  Texas offered me a lot to be desired in the way of latin food. And finding Puerto Rican food anywhere in the USA beyond my mom’s table has been near impossible.

So imagine my great delight when I found Amarillos Fritos at the store (here they are called fried plantains) – they are my all time favorite food. Just ask hubs. I’m ALWAYS in the mood for them.  Best of all, they exist in abundance in Puerto Rico and they are so simple to make!

But don’t ask me to make you any.

Because it’s likely I’ll mess them up. And you’ll be forced to sprinkle salt all over them to drown out the taste while doing your best to smile and make grunts of approval…

At least that’s what hubs did last time I tried to make them.

So finding them pre-made is like heaven on earth!  What was even better was when the hubs and I discovered this gem of a restaurant called Mambo’s (they have 2 locations: Mambo Cafe & Mambo’s Cuban Bistro) where they have all kinds of Cuban food that is very similar (if not exactly) like my favorite Puerto Rican dishes.  The bistro is located right next to the beach and I recently went there with a friend for dinner.

On the menu was a $3 margarita (on the rocks), picadillo (a ground meat concoction with olives and raisins), fried plantains, yellow rice, and flan for dessert!

I just adore this kind of food – it’s flavorful, but not spicy or lactose-laden. I can pretty much eat anything on the menu – and I can’t wait to go back to try more!  Do you have a favorite Cuban dish you love that I should try? If not, what is your favorite dish to enjoy?

April 27th, 2010

(step)daughter date to American Girl

Before Thomas left on deployment he and I talked about me and his daughter, Faith, going to see his parents for her Spring Break. I was really excited about the opportunity because she doesn’t see her grandparents often and it gave me a chance to finally bond with my future step-daughter one-on-one.

I decided to take her on a date before our big trip so we could get comfortable with each other, and since she loves American Girl I thought the American Girl Bistro in Dallas at the Galleria would be the perfect place for us to go!  I told her ahead of time to bring her favorite American Girl doll with her and she told me she choose Kirsten because she was the “best behaved.” Ha ha ha!

We arrived and were taken to our seats once we got there.  Our company for the night included Faith and myself, as well as Kirsten and Thomas (via the phone).  While Faith caught up with her daddy, I began looking around and quickly decided it was the poshest little bistro I’d ever been in!  Girly, pink & sparkly!

While I was taking in the scenery and snapping photos, Faith was explaining the menu choices to her daddy on the phone.  Meanwhile, Kirsten was behaving nicely (I’m not surprised since that good behavior is what won her a trip to the store with us!)

They had a really neat menu set-up where you paid a set price and you each get an appetizer and a main entree. We started by ordering our drinks. Faith opted for PINK Lemonade and I choose my predictably boring water with lemon.  While we decided on what appetizers to choose, we took a break and played a game with our napkin rings.  The rings were made of paper and on the backs they  had words on them. The game was to create a sentence using the word on your paper ring. My word was loyal and Faith’s word was friend. Faith got creative and used both her word and my word and said, “I am loyal to my friends.” I thought it was a great sentence.

For appetizers Faith chose chicken noodle soup and I chose spinach artichoke dip with toast points. Faith was skeptical of my choice since it had the word spinach in it, but I assured her it was delish.  She tried it and couldn’t believe how much she liked it!  She even said she wanted to tell her mom she liked spinach! Score!

After the appetizers we were served our main course.  This time Faith was the predicable one choosing chicken nuggets with a fruit skewer, while I went for the salmon with mashed potatoes and veggies. It was AMAZING.  I was pleasantly surprised at how flavorful and beautifully plated the food was…it definitely made me feel like a princess!  Faith was really excited to dig in and almost didn’t let me get the picture!

Once we finished our dinner we discussed dessert (man this girl is after my own heart!) and we eventually decided on the brownie sundae. Chocolatey, but not too chocolately.  Our runner up was the mini ice cream cones, mostly because I’m a sucker for anything in mini-version – I think it’s so cute!  However, in the end we just decided to share the sundae – another awesome choice made by Faith!  It showed up and I swear the choir of angels let out a little song and cast a beam of light on it…or maybe I was just imagining that…

We dug in right away and mmmm’d and ahhhhh’d our way through half of it before we came up for air. At that point I’d had my fill and Faith considered for a moment whether or not she was done…she wasn’t!  She managed to get a couple more bites in before she decided she was done.  Poor Kirsten…she sat there and watched us devour that whole meal and I think we only offered her a bite one time!

After dinner we really wanted to look around the store, but we were running out of time to get Faith home and ready for bed since she had school the next morning.  We did have time to stop by the display at the front real quick so she could show me the doll she liked. That store was pure heaven for her!  I’m actually surprised I never even heard of it until just a couple of years ago.

As we walked out to the car we decided we’d definitely have to come back again.  Faith even suggested the next time we come early in the morning and plan to stay there all day…at least we wouldn’t go hungry.  I think next time it would be fun to see what other things we can do in the store together. I know they have a salon for the dolls and I think for the girls too.  And then there’s always the shopping…what girl doesn’t like shopping to some degree? No matter what we decide, I’m really looking forward to getting to spend more time with her before the wedding and getting to know my future daughter even better!

January 25th, 2008

guiltless chips

I was running an errand today at I stopped in Central Market to kill 15 minutes while I was waiting for a phone call. As I was perusing the aisles, my eyes happened upon a heavenly creation: GUILTLESS chips.

Ok, let’s be honest – not many things are guiltless, so you can imagine my hope as I happened upon an undiscovered market of guiltless fare.  They were marketed as being “guiltless” because they were baked.  However, I soon discovered the real reason behind their captivating title…

As soon as I got in the car, I was ready to tear in to the bag of chips. Nevermind you that they were CHILE and Lime and I despise spicy things that make me pant for water – I was on a guiltless mission! My mouth had actually started to salivate!

Unfortunately, I found it was darn near IMPOSSIBLE to open the bag. I tugged at the seams. I tried tearing at the corner. I even bit the bag with my teeth. Twice. And to no avail. The bag simply would not open.

After a few grunts, curses and cries to heaven, I managed to open it just enough to slip my pinkie finger in and shimmy it across the opening until I was able to pull out a chip!

Whew! I’ll tell you what – at that point, it didn’t matter to me what the calorie content was on the chips – I was gonna feel guiltless no matter what because I was convinced I had just burned about 300 calories just opening the bag! That’s why they are guiltless – by the time you get them open, you don’t feel guilty for chomping down half the bag! In fact, you feel like you’ve earned it!  Great marketing!

On the fast track to chunky and loving every bite…

January 20th, 2008

the time I snuck into a fair to buy funnel cake

Today some friends and I went to a museum to see an exhibit on early Christian art. It was pretty amazing! As we were leaving the museum we noticed the carnival/rodeo/stock-show across the street in a large parking lot. One thing comes to mind when I see an outdoor carnival-like exhibit: Funnel Cake.

So we got a wild hair and decided we should get one. The problem? None of us were willing to go (or buy a ticket to) the event to get in. So then we started thinking, I wonder what they’d say if I told them I just wanted to run in and buy a funnel cake, and that’s all?

Being the brave and adventurous girl I am, I was voted to go in and get the goods. So, in my best I’m-innocent-and-not-more-than-5-feet-tall-so-how-could-I-be-malicious? persona, I marched up to the booth and told the ticket lady my dilemma.

“I know this sounds weird, but all I want is a funnel cake, so I was just wondering if I could just run in real quick and buy one and then come right back out?”

“Uhhh, go ask him.” (Pointing to the police officer across the way.)

“Hi sir. I know this may sound a strange, but my friends and I were driving by and got a craving for a funnel cake and we were wondering if we could just buy one and not come to this event?”

He stares at me, probably thinking, “Is this girl serious?”

Luckily, I think the fact that I had $6 and my cell phone in my hand, and that I was all alone helped my case. He waved me through and directed my towards the carb mecca.

I arrived, quite satisfied at my achievement. Now all I had to do was track down my friends. You can only imagine driving along your city streets to see a small girl with a funnel cake in hand running from the carnival towards a car at a red light.

I hopped in and we all cheered my success. Oh, who say’s victory isn’t sweet?