We always start with drinks and a nosh plate of jalapenos, guacomole, chips, salsa Las Adelitos, with white wine (or Sekt) for Mrs to wash it down, and a margarita classico for me. They do serve pitchers of margaritas there, but I shudder to think what might happen. They are very patient with my pidgin espanol, for they are completely multi-lingual, espanol, english, & czech . . . it's a wonder how to me they can remain so true to their roots . . .but that czech-mexican fusion might be an awesome thing to contemplate . . .I was awfully fond of the jalapeno-ham-cheese kolaches back in texas.
I would have to work to order something besides the Enchiladas Mixtas, it's just my favorite, but we've had some amazing things there for the lunch special that I never photographed. The mixtas is 3 enchiladas, each covered by a different salsa: green, red, or chocolate-mole . . . now this chocolate mole . . . sometimes thats all I get, because I am so partial to that, and This Is One of The Two Finest Chocolate Moles on Earth (the other being El Barrio in Phoenix -- some say Pico's in Houston had a good one, but I don't remember it being this good. I use chocolate mole as the discriminator, as flautas and salsa roja have proved inconsistent and inconclusive measures.
but this Mixtas plate, with all three is just awesome:
- the green is so fruity, so zelene, so spicy, it is right up there in the glorified pantheon of excellent salsa verdes I have ever sampled, from the exalted purveyors of northern New Mexico to the bona fidest, down-and-dirty vendors of south texas . . .like as if one catches a perfect fresh batch of Hatch Green Chilis in September, but consistently, visit after visit.
- the red is awesomely, reverently, orgasmic in a way that will have the endorphins racing thru your body in the most exciting and fulfilling way un-imaginable.
that's the one that Mrs picks . . . I try not to be jealous as she makes the nummy sounds of complete satisfaction.
- this chocolate mole, if I haven't said enough already, is so sweet and chillied, with the perfect texture as an adornment to enchiladas, not as an overwhelming (yea, tho it IS overwhelming, in a good way) glop of pudding, or a stingy, brothy-thin mistake, that it is all I can do not to pick up the plate and lick it clean.
When one happens to get a forkful combination of 2, or que milagro, all 3 salsas, the tears that come are not even the exquisite agony of spiciness, but the overawesome disbelief of the senses that anything could be so savoury/sweet/spicy/pungent.
It may seem ludicrous to come to prague and eat mexican food, but missing Las Adelitos might turn out to be the worst mistake of a tourist's visit. I nominate them for a Michelin Bib award, pronto, with an eye towards elevating them to Rated status.
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2/12/2011
excellent once again -- don't worry about THAT . . .
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2/12/2011
excellent once again -- don't worry about THAT . . .
We always start off with Jalapenos (they call 'em Rajas), salsa, guacomole, & chips.
With a margarita classico, for me, for sure.
Mrs got her fave, the Enchiladas Rojas . . . that sauce IS Beyond Authentic, if you know what I mean.
I had something new, the Burrito Pastore . . . I wouldn't say it was Carne Adovada in there, but if they said it was I wouldn't argue . . . it is spicy, meaty, saucy. . . I wonder if I could get 'em to put mole sauce on top next time?
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2011- 05 - 22
Mrs gets her standard Enchiladas in salsa roja . . . I ventured off into Tacos Pastore, since I'd enjoyed the Burrito Pastore so much . . . not as good, IMVHO, but I just don't care for the blue maize tortillas . . . nuthin'wrong with the stuffing tho' and I liked the green rice, too . . .
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