It had been a good while since I last visited this restaurant, I'd say about 3 years. So, today my daughter and I suddenly having a craving for Thai food, decided that we would go slightly north to Pacifica, as it's not far.
My daughter who still has not developed a very experimental palette, decided upon the always safe Satay (skewers). We settled upon both, beef and chicken. We also decided to split an order of Tom Kha Kai (Chicken Coconut ) soup. To accompany the skewers we asked for a serving of the coconut Jazmin rice. It seems there's a new feature in the menu, so that instead of the traditional large silver bowl of sticky rice, you now are given a choice of three; sticky, Jazmin coconut or Brown rice. I figured plain and brown rice I can always have at home, so let's go with something more exotic....
Oh oh, the rice didn't taste very exotic, in fact it was quite bland, not what I expected. Basically, it's rice cooked in curry powder, quite pedestrian and flavorless. I quickly pulled out the little bottle of Himalayan pink salt I carry in my purse for such dire emergencies, and we made do.
The Satay, eh.., what can I say? Just Satay, not great Satay, no juicy pieces of beef and chicken served in those cute little personal grills, just six skinny pieces of meat served over cold julienne carrot and lettuce. Blah.
The peanut sauce, which looked sort of foamy, was dull and rather tasteless. How do you screw up peanut sauce?
Now, for the piece-de-resistance- voila! The Tom Kha Kai...well..er,...sort of. It was somewhat hard to recognize this old friend, although it helped that it came in the traditional deep silver donut pot with the flame in the middle. But other than that, this very watered down (they must have been running low and added water) version of this wonderful soup was all but memorable.The flavors were faint and lacking in character, out of balance, as if some ingredient were actually missing or substituted for something else easier to come by. I don't know what it was, but it was not satisfying at all and it made me feel like running out onto the street in search of a Thai restaurant to satisfy my cravings for Thai food. Does that make any sense? If you'd been there, you'd know what I mean, trust me.
But wait, I'm not done yet. Now my daughter, who not surprisingly wasn't too offended by the bland food, decided she still needed something sweet. I spared her from my cynical comments, not wanting to spoil her youthful optimism. The server/owner comes over and we request a plate of fried bananas and coconut ice cream. He shakes his head and says, "no, no, have the sticky rice and mango, we made a big pot, it's good, have the sticky rice and mango". My daughter gives me a puzzled look and says meekly; "but, I want the bananas and ice cream". So exercising all of my she-tiger assertiveness, I bravely looked at him in the eye and said, "we'll have the fried bananas and ice cream". Faced with such valiant determination, our server/owner hesitated for a couple of seconds, and finally said, "OK". Wow, that was some tough negotiating there, but I showed him!! How was the dessert you say? Meh, just what the menu said,-oh, but with the added bonus of a few little red beans sprinkled on top. Whoopee, nice touch.
At the end of our dessert, a lady came over with a huge smile and a couple of hard candies for us. She offered to get us more hard candy, which was a lovely gesture on her part, but we really didn't want any. I felt kind of guilty at this point, given the very unpleasant thoughts I was secretly entertaining right before her smiling face, but I knew deep inside that no matter how sweet the candies and the smiles, I just will never come back to Pacifica Thai.
Too bad, this was once a really nice place, one of my favorites when I was preggo with my dining companion tonight.
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