Posts Tagged ‘Buenos Aires Cafe’

Some food follow-ups

  • The Frisco has changed its seating method. It’s no longer “seat yourself.” There’s now someone leading the diners to a spot at the counter or to a table or booth. That didn’t mean we obtained one the second time we visited. There was a line out the door. We were just amazingly lucky the first time.
  • A second visit to Mesa Ranch Bar and Grill, southside version, introduced us to the wonders of cowboy beans. These were mysteriously but deliciously seasoned and contained generous quantities of smokey and tender brisket. The chile relleno accompanied by savory grilled shrimp was a lunch-menu winner. This was a second mid-day visit. Dinner remains in the future. Mesa Ranch is inviting all to an open house on Sunday afternoon, August 24, offering free appetizers from 3 to 8 pm at the new south location.
  • It was following a second lunch-time visit to Tien Jin that we stopped in at Buenos Aires Cafe. At T.J. this time, one of us tried the buffet and enjoyed it very much. Again, the price for the quality is amazing. We saw a table next to us enjoying some sort of delicious-looking preparation of scallops and noodles from the Chinese menu. A large family was seated at a large table equipped with a lazy susan and we saw course after course selected from the Chinese menu going to that table during the time that we were there. Maybe it’s getting to be time to order from that menu.
  • I forgot to mention that the fine coffee at Buenos Aires Cafe comes to the table with a proper coffee spoon and with a small, round paper doily under the cup. These are refined touches not often seen around town.
  • The pianist at Louie’s 106 appears to be none other than Kenny Luna; at least, that was the name at the piano with the tip jar just inside the door spotted at lunchtime earlier in the week. The ads in the local daily tout “our Resident Pianist,” playing Wednesdays through Saturdays, from 6:30 to 9:30 pm.

Buenos Aires Cafe: the cafe part

It was between lunchtime and dinnertime. We just wanted some coffee. We drank some. And it was Good. How do I know? Just as I prefer my hamburgers without distractions to disguise their true nature, I prefer coffee black and without sugar. The espresso machine was down, we were told, before even asking, so it was coffee in big cups for us. Giant cups, in fact, and shaped to hold the heat. I like to see who produced the crockery and utensils on the tabletop. These cups and saucers were marked “Crate and Barrel” and were of a type of white porcelain. This was excellent coffee.

We saw handsome-looking sandwich plates going by. Someone at our table was very tempted by the pastafrola, which appeared to be a shallow tart filled with a jam or paste. The pastry was topped with a precise and beautiful hand-cut, hand-woven lattice; the filling, we were told, was made mostly from quince. Later, we learned that pastafrola is practically the national dessert of Argentina. Another temptation resisted was a small refined pastry trimmed with coconut. The eventual choice that came to our table was a chocolate layer cake or torte with a beatiful chocolate ganache coating. Extra forks were provided so that all at the table could share.

There’s something very comfortable about this place, and it is a friendly spot. A peek into the kitchen revealed it to be spotless and inhabited by two women in white working so quickly and professionally that they seemed to move in a blur. Two earlier visits by another Austin Metblogger were described in April 2007, complete with a photo of the bakery case. Fresh flowers can be glimpsed in that picture, and we enjoyed the profusion of giant yellow roses and golden sunflowers at the counter and on tabletops when we were there. The page for the Buenos Aires Cafe has a link to the menus for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. We’ll be back for coffee and a snack, and we’ll be back for more than that.

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