According to the text on their own web site, the folks at Trece serve "carefully crafted" Mexican dishes reflecting traditional "bold flavors" that incorporate fresh ingredients "delivered daily" for a wide spectrum of their "homemade salsas, sauces & sides" prepared onsite ... all to be found within the context of a broad menu of equally wide possibilities. The best deal offered - and one with which to familiarize yourself to the resto's cuisine - is the $7.95 "special" lunch menu, pretty much a distillation of the whole.
|Guacamole & chips|
We began our late lunch (served until 3:00, or a bit beyond) with a margarita classica, with ice (@ $5) and quickly, simultaneously, ordered the "delectably creamy & fresh" (it was, indeed!) guacamole & chips (@ $10).
|Tacos al pastor|
|Trece - by the Tequila bar|
Our introduction to Trece proved, as you can, of course, readily tell, very positive and will surely prompt us toward a return visit soon, perhaps in the evening, to sample some of their "special" tequilas (a Patron Platinum, say, or Don Julio 70th) & a couple of their regional preparations ... say, enchiladas de pollo con mole (roasted pulled chicken rolled in corn tortillas, with Chihuahua cheese, homemade mole poblano, and served with pinto beans & rice; @ $13.50); or puerco en salsa verde (shredded pork in green sauce served with rice & beans and corn tortillas; @ $10.50). Simply have a look at the extensive online menu for the considerable number of specialty & regional dishes offered and for the descriptions of their preparation ... and (or) provenance!
So, until our next visit to Trece, a hearty & satisfied ... ole!
|Jinya Ramen Bar|
A seemingly authentic Japanese ramen bar, the resto is efficiently run by a (mostly) Japanese staff & operates, roughly, according to Japanese principles & overall dining orientation. The resto's space, for example, comprises typically large communal tables, as well as individual tables for couples & smaller dining parties. In an effort to adhere to some sort of "strategically" devised approach, we decided that we would try to sample the gamut of foods & preparations that such a unique establishment had to offer.
With our plan in mind, however amorphous & malleable, we thought we would certainly sample the ramen (Tonkotsu) and as many additional small-plate items as we (and they) thought might be needed to structure a roundly satisfying dinner meal. And, indeed, we did! Our selection included a variety of tapas, buns, & smallish skewered dishes ... that is, something from each major category on the menu.
|Kobe beef buns|
This time, we aided & abetted the digestion of the meal - that is, the Tonkotsu "black" ramen bowl, the buns, the Kobe beef, the Brussel sprouts tempura, the Tsukune - with a tall glass of Sapporo draft beer (@ $5) and a 17-oz bottle of Echigo Koshihikari, a light, smooth, dry & crisp rice-based lager (made from Niigata grown rice).
|Gyoza pork dumplings|
|Ian McKellen (Spooner) & Patrick Stewart (Hirst)|
The play is essentially about a battle of wit(s) and words - and shared memories & reminiscences that may or may not to be true - between Spooner (McKellen), a down-and-out, disreputable, shabby fellow who may or may not be even a failed poet (think Prufrock) and Hirst (Stewart), an haute literary type (a rich & successful poet, essayist, critic) who is stymied in his creativity by excessive alcohol. Hirst seems to have come upon Spooner at a local, neighborhood (Hampstead) pub, picked him up, in a sense - and brought Spooner home with him for, well, whatever obvious and subterranean reasons.
According to one British critic, No Man's Land is "funny, scary, and resonantly poetic" ... a "haunting drama." I would agree, but add that this comedy-drama (profoundly Pinteresque in style & tone) presents an identifiable world where characters find themselves engaged with each other somewhere between appearance (what appears to be true & solid but just might prove to be false) and reality (what appears to be true and real might be so ... or, well, might not). What memories a character purports to have in this circumscribed "universe" - and posits to the other of the two central characters - might or might not be true, or accurate, or even have any basis whatever in reality. This is the titular "no man's land" ... the murky region between the known (knowable) and unknown (at least unsubstantiated, unverifiable), between illusion & reality, between what appears to be the case & what may or may not.
Moreover, the play is permeated by, and refracts throughout, Pinter's signature climate of menace - a lurking presence of hostile instability. It projects an atmosphere that (gradually) physically & linguistically reveals at least the potential, the lingering possibility, that something frightful, or destabilizing, might occur ... something that awaits us (& the characters), incrementally emphasized, say, when a door is locked, or lights are dimmed, or a window's curtains are drawn & the light is shut out ... or, more specifically, when Hirst's self-identified amanuensis, Foster (played predatorily & icily by Billy Crudup), might actually be, and seems more likely to be, a body guard or lover ... and up to who knows what.
|The Inimitable Ian McKellen|
PS No Man's Land opens on November 24th, running in "rep" with Samuel Beckett's Waiting for Godot through early March.