Logistics are the bane of any festival, much less a food festival, so I'm going to only dock one star for the lines/crowds. Given that this was the "first" annual (and I hope they do make it annual) I'm going to chalk both up to the learning curve of managing large groups of people.
Speaking as a Jew, I was pretty thrilled to see a greatest hits of Ashkenazi cuisine. Bringing a goy with me, it was nice to give him a cross section of things that would have turned up in my bubbe's kitchen -- except way tastier, my bubbe was New York Jew who loved her take out.
There was kugel, the forgotten stepchild of casseroles, in two incarnations: the classic sweet, done by Whole Foods with apples and cinnamon and surprisingly light (although oddly served with challah rolls, so I can only assume the starch on starch pairing was meant to be either a callback to Jewish holiday dinners or a chance for WF to show off its admittedly pretty decent version); and a savory shredded potato version by Maya Cafe that, while not particularly Jewish, was particularly tasty and might be the way to bring kugel back into my life.
There were blintzes with, wait for it, cottage cheese! Exactly the way bubbe used to make them, which is not always the best thing. The sauce and blintz shells were lovely, but next time puree the cottage cheese for texture purposes.
I'll hand to to Savoy, which totally nailed the sweet and sour Jewish brisket. Dang, that takes me right back to my best Passovers. Seriously, it was really good sh*t, tender and fatty with a gloriously lacquered crust.
Slate Street had the matzo ball soup. Now, before I get into this, I need to preface that there are two schools of thought on matzo balls: floaters and sinkers. I'm a floater fan, and these were depth charges. If you like a dense dumpling, this soup would be your bag. That said, the broth was lovely, the carrots had a nice bite instead of being mushy, and the white meat chicken was unbelievably tender, so overall, still a thumbs up from me.
Congregation B'nai Israel covered the parve corner, with pickled herring, whitefish salad, and gefilte. All were good, but the whitefish salad should be sold around town. It made me miss having a real deli in Abq for the first time in a long time.
Would that I could remember who made it, but the chopped liver -- the real stuff, with the schmaltz, was an absolutely excellent version, light, smooth, and creamy. It's beginner offal in the best sense of the term.
To the people who made the knishes.... Sour cream. You must have sour cream. You can't serve knishes without sour cream. Shame on you for pointing out you had mustard. Mustard is not sour cream.
The mandelbrot was, for some reason, anglicized to mandelbread (not sure why since it was a Jew food festival) but was a very good version, dense, crumbly, not too sweet and not rock hard. Well done!
I did not get, nor will I comment on, Einsteins being the bagel vendor, other than to say lox should never, ever, ever be served on untoasted bagels. It's uncivilized.
For $20, my companion and I were fed handsomely in the main room, and then I slipped off to the VIP vodka/latke salon.
To the organizers: do this again. It's a great idea. The four different versions of gourmet latkes with a zillion toppings is super fun, the chef and his staff were personable, and the vodka tastings were awesome. But next time, ten coins for samples instead of 5, so people feel like they got their money's worth.
Also, serious points for a few other details:
1. Serving alcohol in the main room, once people adjusted to the crowds (read, had a glass of wine or two) they seemed to really mellow out.
2. Getting Joan Nathan, THE maven of Jewish cooking, to the Q. I do not get starstruck, but hearing her talk about traditional forms of kugel made my heart flutter a little.
3. Having a TV set up in the corner to play footballs so that all the plus ones who couldn't care less could huddle together. Power move.
I often feel a bit lonely given the size of the Jewish community here, but this event really put a smile on my face, and joy in my belly. I really hope it happens again next year. read more