Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Thanks, Yvonne!

Yvonne told us a while ago about her wonderful experience at a new Mexican restaurant. The DH and I love Mexican food, so tonight we decided to try it out.


SeƱor Moose Cafe in Ballard (5242 NW Leary Ave) serves wonderful Mexican food and you won't recognize much on the menu. I had Camarones Enchipotlados. The only way I can describe it, is Yum! We also had a couple of appetizers. One was Guacamole, but really it was sliced avacado with tomatoes and onions and a little tiny bit of smashed avacado to hold it together. The DH ordered a Jicama and Cucumber salad. It had lime juice and some spiciness to it. For his main dish, the DH had El Mole De La Abuela Adela. Try saying that five times fast!

We sat at the bar and watched the action while we were there. The staff was delightful and we got our dinner faster than we could down the guacamole. The only thing we could complain about at all was the parking. Street parking in Ballard is anything but easy and there's no lot in the vicinity. The walk in the fresh Spring air did us good after dinner, though, so really there's nothing bad at all about the place.

We'll be back there again.

ADDENDUM: I just realized that I should also provide a warning with this post. The restaurant has only about 8 tables and a bar. We arrived at 6:15 and all the tables were full, so we sat at the bar. There was a line of folks waiting for tables and about a half hour wait. If you go, go early or prepare to wait. On a brighter note, it's totally kid friendly.


Darin said...

Wow, sounds delicious. We'll have to give a try with you next time we're in town.

An Ordinary Mom said...

This place sounds heavenly!

Beep said...

Oh, you beat us to it! We've been wanting to go ever since we got the recommendation from Yvonne. Now with two rave review we have got to get over there!
And good to know about the size of the place.

Duchess said...

We were convinced that there were no good Mexican restaurants in Seattle. You have given us hope (and perhaps prevented us from flying to Utah just to eat at the Red Iguana.)