Shrimp ceviche...mmm. I only took photos of food. Obvi that's where my priorities lied that night.
Not far from the Wilson stop in Uptown is a newish Mexican place called La Ciudad. It's another small BYOB in a sketchy strip mall, but when you walk inside, it's actually kind of hip and cool. It's pretty minimalist, and the paintings on the wall apparently are images of...Mexico City? Yeah. That seems to make sense for a Mexican restaurant. Anyway, it was the last Saturstraight of February, and we had all eaten a ridiculous amount of food the night before. Regardless of how filled we still were from the night long eating fest, we were determined to have Saturstraight.
To be honest, we do a lot of Latin American-ish cuisine. But why fuck up a good thing? La Ciudad's menu wasn't all that surprising for a Mexican restaurant: enchiladas, burritos, tacos, etc. Paul got molé, a chicken dish with peppery chocolate (Think savory, not sweet!, the menu explained), which was the only thing I hadn't tried before. The downside to the menu here was that it wasn't conducive to our usual family style of dining. I ended up getting traditional Mexican tacos. (They were nothing extraordinary.) We also ended up going through four baskets of chips and salsa. Yum.
The biggest plus to La Ciudad was the amazing service. Our basket of crisp chips never went empty, and each time our three different salsas became obliterated, another plate would come our way. I'm pretty sure about three different people were serving us over the course of the night, but the whole schpiel was seamless. Or maybe it just seemed that way.
Another plus was how big and beautiful the wine glasses were. (Not that I really drank any wine, to the criticism of my dinner mates.) They gave complimentary sorbet, which went well with the delicious flan, possibly the best part of the meal. And then when I had leftovers, they drew a little smiley face on my doggy bag. :)
Doggy bag with smiley face; sorbet and flan
Since we sat around for a long time, I started wanting to eat again. So what did I do? Pull out my doggy bag and pick at my leftover taco. My fellow diners proceeded to judge me and take janky photos, of which I'm only posting one. Enjoy it. I predict we probably won't be making another trip to La Ciudad anytime soon. Good service is great, but adventurous food is better.
Ew. I'm obviously laughing.