September 1st, 2012. Indian Summer Fun
I’d arranged to meet Anita (@PetiteFoodie) and one of her other foodie girlfriends, Tien (@distienct) for dinner at Sanafir. It’s a restaurant I’d been wanting to try since it opened a few years ago….and as luck would have it here I was on the last day of their dinner service to finally try it. Late for the Sanafir train much? Part of the Glowbal group it was known for it’s oriental/multi-national flair with food, the low cushioned seating and opulent and risque evening entertainment. We arrived earlier in the evening but the place was already pretty full..we were able to snag a little corner table on their tiny patio.
Start with a round of cocktails? Oh, why not 😀 They were a bit of a hit and miss, which was actually an indicator of our meal to come….but overall the drinks were stiff but not bad.
Jamon y Manchego: shaves of serrano ham, a quince “slice”, some olives and manchego cheese. Simple “charcuterie” starter. Nothing really to write home about as Judas Goat Taberna and Salt Tasting Room both rule the arena for this sort of fare. But good, classic, basic flavor combinations.
Next up was the Scallop Ceviche with Tomato and Avocado: Refreshing and the scallops were okay, but definitely not enough avocado to add creaminess to the dish and the crostinis were way too hard. Our complaint was that it just wasn’t a ceviche. It didn’t seem that the scallops were marinated in citrus long enough and there wasn’t much of that acidic kick. Just seemed like a lame ceviche.. 😦
Our first main was the Lobster and Duck Paella served with clams, mussels and chorizo sausage. Again…a bit of a let down. Despite being served with a lobster tail the flavor was just bland, which is funny because all the components are all known to be super flavorful. The duck was tough and the lobster slightly overcooked, and everything else was just underwhelming.
We also had the Butter Chicken which I seem to have lost photos of…but don’t hold your breath, because it really wasn’t all that amazing either. The best part may have been the accompanying pappadums and those probably weren’t even made in house, so, yeah. Seems like Sanafir was more keen on getting the heck out than giving us all a memorable last dinner. Oh well…. now they’re gone!