Showing posts with label late night. Show all posts
Showing posts with label late night. Show all posts

Monday, June 16, 2014

Mi Pueblito Taco Truck

Girard at Frankford
(late night edition)
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Well, the old neighborhood has certainly changed. Long gone are the days of grabbing a seat at JB's on a warm night and relaxing. It seems the introduction of Frankford Hall and the ensuing gentrification has led to various levels of douchebaggery – from the influx of too-cool hipsters migrating from South Philly, to the college kids who can't handle their liquor, to South Jerseyites (no explanation needed) – the hood has turned into a shitty circus and lost its charm. At least they have this taco truck.


Mi Pueblito sits at Girard and Frankford on the weekend nights and cranks out some of the best Mexican in the city. Cheap, quality, and delicious, it's the triple threat. They also have guacamole salsa, which is one of my favorite things on earth.


Tacos are cheap, $2 a pop, and offer a variety of protein choices. Chorizo and pollo are two of my favorites.




The burritos, however, are the best thing going. Huge, loaded with flavor, and wrapped to go, you don't even have to worry about getting any drips on that expensive vintage-looking shit-your-parents-paid-for/popped collar polo shirt/anything from your personal "Affliction" collection.


The flour tortilla tastes fresh and lardy, like it was just rolled and grilled on the flat top moments before. It glistened in the glow of the street lamps and made my mouth water at first glance.


No joke, all of their meats are tender, juicy and full of complex flavors – and this isn't just the drunk hunger talking, this stuff is the real deal.


As I mentioned earlier, the burrito is wrapped tight and the tortilla's elasticity kept everything in order as I plowed through both. That's right, one of these monsters wasn't enough. I had two.


I'm hoping the crowds die down and that people stay in their own respective neighborhoods so I don't have to fight to get some of the best, most authentic burritos around.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Khyber Pass Pub

56 South 2nd Street
Philadelphia, PA 19106
(215) 238-5888
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From the outside, it looks strikingly similar to the old Khyber. The menu, however, looks to be something you would never get at the old Khyber, a menu. A they put out a combination of Cajun food and Southern barbecue, either of which fall into my "favorite things" category. So needless to say (although I am going to say it right now), I was excited to give this revamped Old City landmark a try.




If you remember the old joint, there was a dark room on the right when you walk in, where various medicore bands of various levels of weird would play (occasionally some good shows, but for the most part, meh), which is now an open dining room. Big improvement. You can also see the decor, due to the introduction of...light. It's a pretty nice addition to the bar, nice, but not so nice as to lose the character of the original Khyber.

I decided to give two standard sandwiches a try, as it was lunch, and wanted one from each genre. The North Carolina style barbecue pulled pork sandwich was served with spicy vinegar barbecue sauce, and topped with coleslaw. The pork was good. Not great, but good. It needed a serious kick of dry rub, and was lacking in bark. Bland comes to mind. Also, it was not served with the sauce on the meat, but rather on the side. I was also not a fan of the sauce, quite honestly, and looked to the optional Kansas City style sauce also presented for relief. None granted. I could get over the meat being just okay, as it was actually moist, but the sauces were just lacking that certain something. They had no "pop." The best part of the sandwich platter was undoubtedly the baked mac and cheese. Nothing life changing, but it was a solid rendition, perfectly cheesy with a nice baked topping. I ate both, but really enjoyed the mac.



The other sandwich I decided to try was the roast beef Po' boy with debris gravy. Yum. I was hoping it would stack up to my all time favorite. Well, I know it's not fair to place that burden on every Po' boy I eat, but I must. So overall, the roast beef was quite delicious. Rich, tender chunks of meat, smothered in that beefy gravy really hit the spot pretty well. One problem, however, was the roll. There was so much goodness on this sandwich that it was hard for the bread to keep up. Once again, of course, the absolute best part of the this dish was the smoked cheddar fries. These things were awesome. I would have been quite content eating a huge bowl of them with the beef gravy on top and called it a day. Mostly because I would then have had to retire to a couch to work out my "meat sweats."




This was a sloppy sandwich experience, as can be expected, from this style of food, and although it wasn't the best, it was certainly quite good. If the sauces were a bit sharper, it would be pretty delicious. These are scientific terms, obviously. As the kitchen is open quite late, this is a solid late night option if you get lost and end up in Old City some night.