Friday, September 17, 2010
Oooo, Rock Me
Amadeus Jose Garces
Last Sunday, the newest Iron Chef threw it down and vanquished his challenger. (Eat it, sucka!) He is Jose Garces, a Philadelphia chef who has built himself a mini-empire. We met him a few years ago (pre-empire) when he was catering an event at our law firm.
My family was especially glued to Jose's debut, because his first restaurant, Amada is an absolute favorite of all of us. How rare is that? Dad, mom, and both daughters agree. But it is more than the cuisine. There is something in the air there. It's bustling, upscale, sophisticated, friendly, intimate, and just exotic enough. I always feel like it's a cool little refuge. A slice of an alternate universe just through the door on Chestnut Street.
The food, which might seem kind of simple at first, turns out to be surprisingly spectacular. It's a tapas restaurant, which recreates the Spanish style of dining on multiple, small portions. That's the other major draw. Tapas style is like the twelve days of Christmas! You don't have to put all your eggs in one basket by choosing a single entree. You can sample 12 different things and get peppered with them as the evening progresses. It keeps the energy and excitement of the experience pumping.
So, cheer for our Iron Chef! And if you happen to come by Philadelphia, we just might have to take you. You can see (and taste) the pixie dust for yourself.