I'm always thinking of new things to blog about here, and occasionally grapple with the question, "This meal was absolutely nothing special. Do I write a post about this or not?" Although there really isn't much worth writing about these meals, I figure I can spare you the trouble of sitting through and spending your cash on a mediocre dinner. To save us both even more time, I've condensed two recent dining experiences into one post. Were they terrible? No. Did they dazzle my tastebuds? Nope. Instead they were just kind of...there.
First up, Guapo's:I love Mexican/Tex-Mex food, and one of my best friends, Jennifer, and I have made it a habit to do margarita research while eating fajitas, chimichangas, enchiladas, nachos and any other fare that ends in "itas," "angas," "adas" or "achos." We consider this to be important research in the field. No, no, don't thank us; it's hard work, but we're willing to do it...for you,
of course.
Having heard some good buzz from other friends, I ate at
Guapo's up in Tenleytown. While I had good service and the menu has a decent number of options, do not consider yourself deprived if you never eat here. I had a passion fruit margarita, which while fruity and frozen, probably contained little to no alcohol, meaning I paid $10 or so for a tropical slushy. The salsa at the table was flavorful, but I think other places such as Lauriol Plaza or Alero have much better salsa. I ordered the tacos al carbon, soft flour tortillas with chicken or beef and served with the standard rice, salsa, guacamole, and sour cream. I ordered beef; I got chicken, and chose to just eat it instead of sending it back. The chicken was just long grilled strips of slightly rubbery chicken breast meat that was mildly seasoned, wrapped in the flour tortillas. No sauce or anything that stood out to make it unique. Just chicken in a tortilla. I didn't get to try any other platters, but if this was any indication of the other items on the menu, I get the impression I'm not missing much. And at the end of it, I mysteriously ended up paying around $30 for one drink and the wrong tacos. I could get a much better and cheaper Tex-Mex dinner elsewhere in the city.
Moving along to Scion in Dupont Circle:I swear I have a minor conniption every time family or friends come to town and I'm given the task of picking the restaurant. I feel the urge to impress, not break the bank, ensure quality service and an overall memorable dining experience while balancing other people's culinary likes, dislikes and potential allergies (oh and it never hurts for me to pick a place on OpenTable and rack up some more points. Oh that elusive $20 gift card--you're within my grasp!). So when my parents and their friends were in town, I decided to be bold and pick a new place in Dupont Circle.
Scion is decent, and maybe I just hit them at a not so good time. But my overall impression was that it was just another moderately priced, "modern American" cuisine restaurant. The menu says there is a "subtle Asian influence," which I could see were apparent in some dishes and completely nonexistent in others. The service we had was a little slow, although our waiter was very pleasant. I get it was a Sunday evening, but there were about 6 other tables with patrons. As of late, I've had bad luck in DC restaurants on a Sunday. Do Washingtonians just not eat at restaurants on Sundays? Is subpar service just to be expected on a Sunday evening?
I ordered the steak frites, a ribeye steak with garlic-seasoned fries. My steak was tasty and I really like ribeye steaks; however, a steak that is cooked "medium" should mean there is some pink in the steak. Mine was definitely well-done, which took away some of the flavor. The sauce that came with the steak was tasty and slightly peppery. The fries were a little spicy, more than being garlicky. There was a line of ketchup on the plate that just kind of ran into the steak sauce, which was kind of disappointing. Overall, it was decent, but nothing to go on about.
Lastly, I find yet another mediocre pizza place in DC:I had been told on good authority that Flippin' Pizza was as close as I'd get to my homeland's Jersey-style pies. Cue the incorrect buzzer sound: WRONG. Yes, the pizza tasted alright, but it was so thin and rigid, impossible to fold nicely to cradle it as one may do before eating a slice. It also was swimming in a layer of grease that I chose to soak up with several napkins. No, I'm not a sissy--I can handle some oil on my pizza. But when it looks like the cheese and pepperoni had an oil spill on your pizza and you feel the need to shower immediately after eating, it generally means you just ate some bad pizza.
So that was my "just okay" dining experiences as of late. Send me some Ate Mail if you think I got these restaurants wrong or right, or if you've also had a "just okay" meal in the city. Here's to hoping the next meal is something a little more outstanding!