Seviche grows and keeps getting better

Seviche has been around for 10 years now, if we count Jicama, its predecessor in the same Highlands space, and Chef Anthony Lamas just keeps making it better and better. This sets a mighty high standard for an eatery I’ve been raving about since the start. I gave Jicama a 93-point rating in its first incarnation. Then when it reopened as Seviche in 2005, I kicked the number up to 95.
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Want a New York City bagel? Try Baby D’s

Gather round, young ‘uns, and let me try to explain why we graying Baby Boomers care so much about bagels. You see, there was a time in Louisville when you couldn’t grab one at every coffee shop or buy ‘em by the sack at the grocery store.

No, until the 1970s or thereabouts, a bagel was a rare and unusual thing. You basically had to go to New York City or Chicago to get one. When a bagel bakery opened in Cincinnati some time during Jimmy Carter’s presidency, we would actually drive up there to get a bag full. And when Louisville’s first bagel shop opened in Hikes Point a few years later, the city knew bagel jubilation.

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Louisville is loving locavore dining

A year ago, Adam Barr’s free-range hens were a culinary secret known to a lucky few. An email would arrive: “Adam’s got chickens!” Quietly, almost furtively, we’d line up at the Phoenix Hill Farmers Market and wait for the young farmer from Rhodelia, Ky., to show up with coolers full of plump, juicy chickens in the back of his pickup truck.
These hens were as good as the fabled French poulet de Bresse, and hardly anybody knew about them. We wanted to support Adam, but we were reluctant to talk about them too openly, for fear there wouldn’t be enough for us.

Well, damn.

One year later, we can still chow down on an Adam Barr hen, but now we go to local eateries like Harvest, Meridian Café and Eiderdown to get it. Barr’s annual production of 1,800 hens used to last pretty much year ‘round. Now he sells out fast to a handful of restaurant clients — and when they’re gone, they’re gone.

This little story, in a nutshell, tells the tale of locavore dining in Louisville. Once the trademark of only a handful of restaurants, it seems that just about every independent local eatery is now eagerly shrinking its carbon footprint, reaching out to regional farmers to source everything from meat and poultry to veggies, fruit and even wine.

“In Kentucky, we have the advantage of a lot of farms, and most of them are small,” says Ivor Chodkowski, a local leader in the farm-to-table movement, a Jefferson County farmer who this year opened Harvest restaurant, one of the hottest new tickets on the local dining scene, with its bill of fare based almost entirely on locally grown meat and produce. Chodkowski believes the community has “hit a critical mass of interest in local food.”

A number of factors contribute to this development: There’s been a boom in farmers markets, from one or two in the early ’90s to more than two dozen today, with markets open every day throughout the Metro during the growing season.

Community-supported agriculture programs have made it easy to get local produce, as have farm-fare distribution programs like Grasshoppers, which Chodkowski helped found. The Kentucky Agricultural Development Board has helped Kentucky farmers move from tobacco farming into high-value alternative crops, and a wealth of books, movies and documentaries, like Michael Pollan’s “Omnivore’s Dilemma” and the movie “Food, Inc.,” have raised public awareness about factory farming and corporate food distribution.

Of course, local produce is not exactly an innovation in these parts. Gettelfinger Farm in Southern Indiana, for example, was supplying Louisville restaurants generations before Marin County, Calif., food writer Jessica Prentice coined the word “locavore” in 2005.

Kathy Cary may have been the first Louisville restaurateur to celebrate local produce, though, adding “God bless our local farmers” to the menu when she opened Lilly’s in 1988. Local produce was already becoming trendy then, but it was seen as a California thing, spearheaded by hippies like Alice Waters at Berkeley’s Chez Panisse. Cary, raised on a farm in Oldham County, says she simply did what came naturally to a young woman who grew up picking vegetables and collecting eggs in the backyard.

Chef Jim Gerhardt, now at Limestone, earned applause when he brought local sourcing to the Seelbach Hotel’s Oakroom in the ’90s. Capriole Indiana goat cheese and Kenny Mattingly’s Kentucky cheeses started turning up on menus; so did Blue Dog bread, Sheltowee Farm mushrooms, Weisenberger Mill grits and more. The trend accelerated as local beef producers like DreamCatcher and Foxhollow Farm got into the business; Steve Wilson and Laura Lee Brown’s Kentucky Bison Co. made buffalo burgers commonplace on Louisville restaurant tables.

Now excitement grows as more local chefs sign on, from ethnic favorites such as Mayan Café to popular spots like Uptown Café, Marketplace at Theater Square, and even such upscale eateries as 610 Magnolia.

For Chef Mike Ross at Meridian Café, it was a family thing: “The birth of my kiddos is when it started about five months ago,” he says. “In looking for the best quality food to feed my children, it opened my eyes to what I’m eating as well as what my kids eat. It’s all about trying to eat better … people are becoming much more educated as to what you should be putting in your body.

“People say, ‘A chicken is just a chicken,’” Ross continues, “but Adam Barr is not pumping his chickens full of saline water before he freezes them. You can ask him what he’s feeding his chickens, and he can tell you. You know the conditions of his farm — how much he cares about the product he’s giving you. It’s a really nice product you can feel good about eating and serving, a nicer flavor, a much better product.”

And that, it seems, is the bottom line for many local chefs. Mozz makes its cheeses from Kentucky-produced milk. Chefs at Porcini, Proof on Main, Volare and many more pluck perfect veggies from their home gardens.

At Westport General Store, owner Will Crawford says his renewed commitment to local produce honors both quality and his neighborhood’s history as a significant agricultural area. The major suppliers couldn’t tell him where their food came from, Crawford says. “That is when I thought it would be cool to see the food being raised that I was going to sell.”

At Anchorage Café, Chef Andy Myers’ tapas menu uses local produce, and he says the response has been strong. “People care more now than they have in the past, and I don’t think that it is just another food trend,” he says.

Now chefs are clamoring for more. At 60 West, Chef Dustin Staggers says, “I’d love to use local farms for my other beef products besides ground beef and short ribs, but … they do not kill enough steers to provide my restaurant with enough tenderloin to sell. If that were an option, 60 West would be on board without hesitation.”

The farmers say they’re working to fill the need. “Sure, there will be bumps along the way,” Chodkowski says. “But it’s fully my expectation that suppliers will grow. I don’t see us contracting soon.”

This story was published in LEO’s Dining Guide 2011.

Family dining at Cubana in Clifton

So where does a restaurant critic go out to dinner if he has family in town? This is not always an easy question. Go to the finest dining rooms, the places I love?

That’s easy counsel, and way tempting, but more often than not I’ve checked out the local favorites too recently to justify going back. Drag them along to the next place I have to go, whether they like it or not? That can be tempting, too, as any therapist who knows a thing about sibling rivalry can attest.

But in the real world of practical matters, the answer lies somewhere in between. Briefly stated, it’s something like, “Pick a place that’s due for review and that I think they’ll enjoy.”

And so it was when my brother, Matt, came through town recently on sabbatical from his job in Lima, Peru. Matt speaks Spanish like a Peruvian native, so an eatery with a Latino accent made sense. I’d been keeping an eye on Cubana since it opened in Clifton early this year anyway.

I’ve enjoyed lunch at Cubana several times, but for one reason or another had never focused on the place for a dinner review. Matt’s visit offered a good opportunity to catch up, and Cubana proved to be an excellent choice for the occasion.

That Spanish thing didn’t work out for us, though: The servers at Cubana spoke Louisville English as fluently as I do, although I’m sure there was a Cuban chef back in the kitchen. The building that houses Cubana boasts quite a local-restaurant heritage: It was briefly Danielle’s, an excellent but short-lived upscale bistro where Chef Allan Rosenberg plied his art, well before he achieved local fame as the founder of Papalinos NY Pizzeria. Further back, Baby Boomers will remember it as the home of the original Lynn’s Paradise Cafe; a Jamaican joint with great homemade ginger beer; and a pretty good Korean spot called Little Bit of Seoul. With such a diverse culinary heritage, a Cuban eatery fits right in, and newly painted walls in aqua and peach give it the sunny tropical look of a Havana plaza.

Its menu contains many of the Cuban standards that have become familiar to local foodies since the arrival of Havana Rumba in 2004 kicked off a Cuban boomlet. Even if you aren’t familiar with Cuban dishes, though, the menu makes it easy, subdividing the bill of fare into portions based on the main ingredient and helpfully offering an English translation. (Carnes is meat, puerco is pork, pollo is chicken, and so it goes.)

There must be a couple dozen main-dish choices, ranging in price from around $10 (for vegetarian dishes and meal-size sandwiches, including the classic Sandwich Cubano for $9.99) to the mid-teens: A hearty seafood casserole in Creole or cream sauce au gratin is $15.99. You’ll also find enough appetizers ($6.59-$9.59) to put together a tapas meal; and a lunch menu, available from 11 a.m.-3 p.m. Mondays through Saturdays, offers about 16 choices, including a sandwich and soup-or-salad choice for $8.99. I’ve enjoyed the Cubano on past visits and can testify that it’s a worthy example of the genre.

Cubana wasn’t terribly crowded fairly early on a Thursday evening, which made conversation easy. We started our dinner with a shared appetizer, Empanadas Vegetarianas ($6.59): A pair of flaky pastry pillows were stuffed with a mix of spinach, corn, chopped onions and bell peppers, and cheese. They were so grease-free that I almost wondered if they’d been baked, not fried; but their flavor was great, and if two empanadas required careful carving for three to share, that’s OK, as it made it easy for me to nip a little more than my share. They came with a dish of pink dipping sauce that was creamy and sweet, not hot, and went well with the veggie stuffing.

Matt’s pick, Pollo con Mojo ($12.99, described as “marinated chicken breast”), started with a flattened skinless, boneless chicken breast, a cut that can be mighty boring but that gained interest here from a tangy-sweet citrus marinade, a spell on the grill to add flavor and texture, and a tasty topping of grilled onions and Cuban-style mojo sauce, which is basically a garlicky citrus vinaigrette. All the main dishes were accompanied with exceptionally good white rice, tender black beans and a couple rounds of fried plantains.

Mary’s Cerno alla Parilla ($14.99) earned a thumbs-up: A mild, flaky grouper fillet was rubbed with a mojo-like mix of garlic and olive oil, with a blend of chopped parsley and aromatic cilantro to add herbal notes in place of the sour citrus.

My choice, Pincho Vegetarianas ($10.99), scored as the most colorful dish of the evening and was in competition for most flavorful. Literally “veggies on a spike,” it consisted of big, bright squares of yellow, red and green peppers, red onion and chunks of summer squash and zucchini, drizzled in garlicky mojo and grilled on a skewer until they were sizzling and irresistible.

Dessert? One flan ($4.99), please, and three spoons. Dubbed “Abuelita’s flan,” which means something like “Granny’s caramel custard,” it was creamy, smooth and rich, good enough to have come from a sweet grandmother’s kitchen, assuming we’re talking about a Cuban grandmother.

There’s a bar including a short wine list and some Latino bottled beers, but we went with water on this jaunt, bringing dinner for three to an affordable $57.61, to which I added a $12 tip.

Cubana
2206 Frankfort Ave.
409-4828
Rating: 81

The wearing of the whites

Who gets to rock the color white after Labor Day and all year ’round? Millions of us chefs and cooks all over the world. Our uniforms are called “chef’s whites.” Although the entire ensemble isn’t always white, the jacket, apron and toque (hat) usually are. For verbal shorthand, we just say “whites,” as in “Good grief, I gotta do a load of whites tonight or I’ll have to go to work naked tomorrow.”
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A world of Mexican delights at El Mundo

You’ll find a lot of different kinds of Mexican eateries around town. “Mexican” dining experiences run the gamut from tacquerias so authentic that you’ll need to bring a Spanish-English dictionary (or at least a smile and a plan to point out what you want) to, well, Taco Bell, which barely qualifies as Mexican at all.
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Fill ’er up at the Garage Bar

The Garage Bar looks so much like an old, run-down country gas station that I can barely go in without feeling tempted to pick up a few packages of peanut butter crackers and a cheap six-pack and go out back with my buddies to smoke, tell dirty jokes and drink beer in the dark.
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Avalon’s $7 lunch menu is a steal

We’re responsible people. We would never (well, hardly ever) recommend dining and dashing, running out without paying after your restaurant meal. But you can come mighty close to enjoying this unsavory practice at Avalon.

In fact, the invitation to steal almost comes from Avalon’s management, which came up with the idea of addressing recessionary times with a remarkably affordable lunch menu featuring about two dozen tasty goodies — not only appetizers but midday main courses — all priced $7 or less.

It’s funny how Avalon has settled so comfortably into the Highlands scene since it opened (and earned my 90-plus rating) in the spring of 2002, nearly a decade ago. Like the Island of the Blessed Souls of Celtic mythology, where King Arthur’s bones rest hidden in oceanic mists, Louisville’s Avalon has become part of the local culinary legend, albeit perhaps a place I often think of more for its popular, expansive and nearly all-weather al fresco dining than its eminently credible bill of fare.

Now the $7 lunch menu offers a compelling reason to come back again, even if you dine indoors as we did on a recent summer weekday. The multi-level dining rooms remain stylish and urbane in their simple, earth-toned decor, and service — somewhat distracted by a large party on the other side of the room — remained courteous and friendly although not quite as attentive as I might have wished.

Did I say $7? The lunch list is actually $6.95 or less, and includes smaller but still ample portions of many of the popular Bardstown Road bistro’s signature dinner items, including the Avalon burger ($6.95), knife-and-fork grilled cheese ($6.95) and macaroni and cheese ($5.95).

The menu describes its starters as “snacks and appetizers,” an invitation to graze, and brings most in at well under the $7 line, starting as economically as $3 (for jalapeño pretzel bites with BBC Nut Brown Ale beer cheese), and including such goodies as cornmeal-dusted fried okra ($3.50), warm country olives and almonds ($4.50), and smoked chicken egg rolls topped with roast corn guacamole salad ($6.95). Soups and salads are $5.50 to $6.50, although you can push through the $7 ceiling should you choose to super-size, er, add tuna to your salad, which brings it up to $8. Finally, the eight lunch main courses are all $6.95 except the BLT, a bargain at $4.95.

We took advantage of the low prices and built a substantial yet still affordable midday meal on appetizers and main courses.

The deviled egg starter ($4) is built on local organic eggs — two big thumbs up for that — three halves deviled in traditional fashion, dotted with paprika, garnished with a crisp length of potato fried chip-style and served with a dish of thin, hot-sweet Avalon hot sauce. Mary’s appetizer pick, macaroni and cheese ($5.95), was a big winner: Substantial enough to make a meal, a bowl of round orecchiette (“little ears”) pasta was sauced with a creamy mix of Kenny’s Kentucky White Cheddar and earthy Italian Fontina cheese and garnished with a nest of crispy potato strings.

Mary’s main course, half of a large, crisp and thin toasted flatbread ($6.95), was topped with sautéed wild mushrooms and melted herbed cream cheese, garnished with arugula leaves and served with a small side salad of mixed lettuces. The pizza-like flatbread was good (caprese salad or BBQ chicken options are also available), but the salad was a frustrating disappointment. Why must so many fine restaurants pay so little attention to serving bagged mesclun? I’m sure the bag says “washed,” but trust me, folks, it’s not. Leaves with slimy, rotted spots and particles of potting soil could easily be avoided with minimal attention in the kitchen. Dumping the bag on your plate without examination? Fail.

My entrée was more successful. The black bean burger ($6.95), a meat-free burger fashioned from a lightly spicy mix of pureed black beans, onions and corn, was poised on a hefty sesame-dotted bun and topped with a tasty, crunchy salad of julienned jicama, carrots and bell peppers. Outstanding flavors; a bit dry, but the hostess’ suggested addition of a bit of Avalon’s chipotle ranch sauce brought it right around.

With fresh iced tea, a filling midday meal for two came to $28.46, plus a $6 tip.

Lunch at Avalon
1314 Bardstown Road
454-5336
www.avalonfresh.com
Rating: 82

No animals were harmed for dinner at Roots

If you’re a vegetarian who’s been pining for a nice local restaurant where you can get fancy meatless fare in an upscale setting, then your dream has come true. If you’re a guilty carnivore who claims you’d go vegetarian if only some place served meatless dishes so good that you wouldn’t even miss meat, look out. This may be put-up or shut-up time for you. And if you’re an unapologetic meat-eater who thinks vegetarian fare can only be bland and prissy, get ready to have your prejudices challenged, if you’re brave enough to try it.
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