June 2015

It’s been a while since another barbecue restaurant has opened in Greater Portland beyond Salvage and Elsmere. Otherwise, our restaurant world bulges with Asian and American bistro cuisines, with the plethora of small-plates in a continual burst of fusion flourishes.  But now we have Terlingua, on the burgeoning restaurant row of Washington Avenue, formerly one of the grimiest byways in the city.  But gentrification is everywhere in Portland, and even the disparities of this neighborhood are coming together.

The start of an outdoor patio and the pleasant interiors of Terlingua

The start of an outdoor patio and the pleasant interiors of Terlingua

Terlingua’s handle is to offer barbecue with a Latin flavor.  After one visit (on opening night), my first impression has left me nonplussed regarding having a romp through a Latin style of barbecue.  If you look deep and hard into the flavor profile of the menu, it does have a subtle Latin bent (more border cuisine of Tex-Mex), but I wouldn’t say it goes whole hog.   There’s the use of various chilies; hominy (homemade or canned?) in the chicken pozole; the shell-on shrimp is bathed in a guajillo chili sauce.   And such dishes as chicharron of pork belly with a honeyed glazed were impressive presentations.

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In our high-octane world of restaurant wunderkinds, two new standouts that opened last week strive to put Portland resolutely on the star-studded map of dining glamour:  Evo, housed at the base of the Hyatt Place Hotel, and Tempo Dulu in the breathtakingly beautiful Danforth Inn.

Evo enjoys a prime location at the retail corner of the Hyatt Place hotel on Fore Street

Evo enjoys a prime location at the retail corner of the Hyatt Place Hotel on Fore Street

I’ve paid multiple visits to both, and when you experience two  restaurants that deliver nothing less than WOW, you’ve hit the dine-out bonanza.  This week’s review is all about Evo, which only leaves me breathless to report back next Friday on Tempo Dulu.

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Now that we’re flush with local strawberries it’s prime time for all of those great berry desserts: shortcakes, ice cream, jams, pies and cakes.

Strawberries are plentiful now, ranging in price from $5 to $8 per quart at various farmers' markets

Strawberries are plentiful now, ranging in price from $5 to $8 per quart at various farmers’ markets

The most popular one is strawberry-rhubarb pie.  Another favorite is the unbaked version of strawberry pie in which you cook berries with sugar and a bit of cornstarch until it’s as thick as jam and then mix fresh berries into the sauce and put it into a pre-baked shell.  Topped with whipped cream, it’s a great summer dessert. This method also works with blueberries and blackberries.

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The flourish and fanfare that swirled around the opening day of the Portland Patisserie and Grand Cafe last week—with many of the city’s serial foodies assessing and inspecting–doesn’t even begin to show the depths of this French-inspired grand café. Classic breakfast fare like croissants or almond-topped brioche breads are part of the lineup in addition to all the Euro-style pastries and cakes, sablés and cookies, salads, soups, quiche,  crepes and sandwiches on house-baked baguettes or focaccia for lunch or light suppers.  It’s all prepared in the long narrow kitchen in the rear of this corner retail space on Market and Milk streets in the Old Port.

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You can dine out every night of the week in Portland and confine yourself to the upper echelons of every new restaurant that has opened recently.  This week alone two pivotal establishments have debuted:  the sumptuous Tempo Dulu at the Danforth Inn and Evo, located at the base of the Hyatt Place Hotel on Fore Street.   (The latter is not, however, a “hotel restaurant” as described in a recent post on a food site but rather merely a leased retail space at the streetside corner of the hotel that was transformed into a stunning two-level dining room.)

The dining room at 555 at last year's Christmas dinner; a quiet corner table is a coveted spot in the dining room

The dining room at 555 at last year’s Christmas dinner; a quiet corner table is a coveted spot in the dining room

Still the baubles of Portland’s increasingly frothy world of fine dining are on a magnanimous tear.  More than ever, perhaps, mightn’t it behoove one to pay homage to the core posts of dining in the city, the ones that made our mini-metropolis into a national destination for foodie obsessives?

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What makes pound cake so good is the simplicity of its ingredients: butter, eggs, sugar, flour and flavorings like vanilla, almond or lemon extracts. But there are also nuances that create levels of flavor and texture, making each version slightly different.  The batter could have brown sugar, cocoa powder, sour cream, buttermilk or yogurt, all of which create stunning variations.

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Now is the time  to visit different farmers’ markets besides those in your neighborhood as the selection of produce, meats, fish, dairy and prepared foods becomes more varied.  Beyond Portland, look into the difference that geography makes within a 50 mile radius of the city where other, often more vital farm markets are the life blood of the community.  This weekend I went to Kennebunk and Scarborough markets, both of which are much smaller than Portland’s but with differences that made the trip worthwhile.

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whitehall front

As though out of a film set for Wuthering Heights, the old Whitehall Inn in Camden was a mainstay of civility for well over a century, a place where vichyssoise and gossip lingered in the squeaky comforts of this seaside inn. It charmingly creaked and groaned with pokey rooms and the typical splash of faded chintz and wicker in its principal public spaces.  Its restaurant was unremarkable and not one frequented by the general tourist brigade that piles into Camden in the summer.

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As a fitting way to start The Golden Dish and its new life under my own banner, I think that this is the time to clear the air once and for all about The Honey Paw brouhaha. Sometimes it’s best to let the dead rest in peace rather than opening up old wounds. But this was such an extraordinary event—both personally and professionally—that I’d like to have the last word.

The art of dining with civility in big city restaurants

The art of dining with civility in big city restaurants

I wasn’t particularly happy with the coverage that my former press lord, The Portland Press Herald, published concerning Read more…