I opened the door and felt as if I had walked into a far away land, completely unknown to me and other New Yorkers. One that could cause immense fascination, purely from a sociological perspective: Des Moines, Iowa.
Yes, I felt I had walked into Des Moines. Why? I was stopped at the entrance by the waiter who told me that they had stopped seating for the night. I glanced at my watch, and it read 9:27 pm. When I protested, he responded that they could allow take-out, but no seating! I was flabbergasted as to whether I was still in the city that never sleeps or some strange, unknown land. It took all my will power to not rain body blows on the guy for shattering my assumptions of New York.... and for causing me to travel all the way from Manhattan for nothing!
I HAVE to yelp this place, I thought and so Macarthur like told the guy, I shall return.
Just as well that I did. In a summer of trying various Latin American cuisines, I've finally found one that has captured my heart: Peruvian. Even though, I laughed while reading the hyberbole on their website, I could only nod in agreement as I ate their food. Soooo much more than Rotisserie chicken alone!
Any cuisine that prominently features lime, onions, cilantro, and dares to be spicy is all right with me. Peruvian scores well on all these, and Urubamba does a more than competent job of representing the cuisine. The Ceviche mixto (fish, calamari, octopus, and shrimp) was amongst the best I've had, as the server asked for and delivered on the spice level. The interplay with Peruvian corn, fried corn, and sweet potato was absolutely brilliant (5 stars). Also tasteful was my entrée of stir fried shrimp with onions and tomatoes. I drowned these two in the accompaniment of the traditional Peruvian drinks Chicha Morada (juice made from purple corn, pineapple, and lime) and Chicha de Jora (the Incan beverage made with Peruvian corn and barley).
The service fully redeemed itself in my next visit, as I chose to listen to the server's recommendations for a change - and this one was very thoughtful. First up were the Anticuchos (two grilled skewers of veal heart with Peruvian corn and potato) and remembering that I could handle heat, he brought the spicy sauce with it (another 5 stars). For my entrée I had the Tallarines Verde (pasta mixed in a basil, spinach, and cheese based sauce) with grilled chicken. Very flavorful, and with so much quantity that I couldn't finish the pasta - I did finish the chicken, as all Asian kids have been ingrained to "eat the high value food item first" by our parents! :)
Given his quality recommendations, I went with his recommendation to try the Alfajore for dessert. This is essentially a crumbly butter sandwich cookie filled with gooey dulce de leche and dusted with powdered sugar. While I still think that no one does Dulce de Leche better than the Argentinians (no idea why, but consistently my experience) the texture of the cookie was great and could be eaten with a spoon. The waiter was considerate enough to bring me a glass of water to drink with it, saying that it is very rich and will be difficult to finish - but that is all that he got wrong the whole evening. I ate that sucker without batting my eyelids. read more