Had two dinners tonight, and I now realize that was one meal too much.
Please describe them.
The first was at a place called the Fruiteria, which specializes in Mexican small plates. I had a six chile margarita with a grilled octopus salad, a lightly spicy shredded chicken stuffed chipotle chile and pork belly with a corn sauce with almonds in it. Then I had a bowl of fresh fruit.
I then went to Bite, another small plate place, more Eurocentric, where I had a glass of sparkling rose' along with white anchovies and a type of ratatouille, followed by a plate of king trumpet mushrooms stuffed with ground veal and a nice sauce. I ended up with a glass of white wine that the bartender described as sweet, but thankfully wasn't.
The mushrooms were the best of the lot, although the pork belly was very good.
Bite was very small and had very uncomfortable chairs at the bar (there are only 7 tables). Then the owner came in. She's a lovely creature, dressed to the nines, and she was wearing a perfume that smelled very expensive. Yet she was wearing so much that is was unpleasant to be around her. That made me happy to leave when I did.
