So I guess it's been a little while since I used this blog. There were huge weeds and cobwebs when I signed back in. I think that's a bad sign.
Anyway, small recap (on the off-chance that a reader doesn't already know what's going on in our lives): We had another baby (Maggie, born 9/30/2010), moved both girls upstairs so we could have our office back (which has worked well), recently renovated our kitchen, and Bridget recently took a new job at General Mills.
I also started riding my bike to work (even in the winter) and we started a dining club with a couple friends.
While I'll still plan on writing about the kids and so forth, I also want to use this blog to talk about my experiences commuting on my bike and our monthly dining club experiences.
So, last night we had our second dinner with our group. (The first outing was to Meritage, a restaurant serving French cuisine in downtown St. Paul. It was good. I can now check off escargot and oysters off my list.) Last night's pick was Senor Wong. Senor Wong mixes Spanish and Asian dishes. In other words, they serve Spasian food.
We ordered drinks first, of course. They have a variety of cocktails. We tried a lot of them. I was getting over a cold and didn't taste any of the drinks (or the food for that matter) but most of the drinks were tasty. There was some discussion about "pearls" in one of the drinks and then discussion about whether Tapioca was Asian since it has "pearls" in it. Honestly, that conversation went right over my (stuffed up) head.
We ordered a few appetizers, too: miso tots, won tons, and beef tataki. The beef and the tots were our favorites.
Senor Wong had a deal on a three course meal for $20 (soup, flautas, and flan cake). I tried that. The soup must have been spicy because it burned my throat (again, couldn't taste it but hoped it'd clear my sinuses). The flautas were on a bed of cilantro rice and came with guacamole, and I could kind of taste them.
We also tried some of the tacos (carnitas, barbacoa). The carnitas didn't hold up to the amazing carnitas at Boca Chica, but that's the gold standard. They weren't bad.
Bridget and Cristine ordered the crazy noodles. I think the noodles were only sufficiently crazy after being doused with spicy sauce.
All in all, this was a good place. I am sure it would have tasted good had I been able to taste anything. We're thinking next stop should be Trevail.
