Ok Brasa Ok

Well, I have learned my lesson. I sat here just days ago ranting about Brasa's vegetarian menu and yesterday the universe countered. The lesson I learned is to complain more. Cause if the universe wants to correct me, let 'em do it, shit... I got free Brasa brought to me last night, catered for a 12 hour shift at work.

On the menu: Remember this is stick to your ribs comfort food here, for serious stomachs and brave souls. I was glad to try the Black Bean Fritter sandwich, but holy pepper! A kick that made the second half of this sandwich hard to consider. Indeed a black bean fritter, fried and large enough patty to fill a bun that required double-fisting. Peppery, smokey and hardy, covered in chipotle with the smooth of avocado and mozzarella to take an edge off. Worthy enough to warrant a trip to Brasa, but definitely a challenge to stomach the whole thing. Can we go half-sies?

Next up, your standard rice, nothing to squawk about, and black beans that were plain and cold (remembering it was catered and time is never on beans'* side). An apple coleslaw that was a refreshing bite amidst all the other musky fare. Sweet and tart, clean and fresh, no slime or goop to spoil this one (and this is coming from a girl that doesn't like coleslaw). The mini corn muffins tasted like a pat of butter and I'm still not sure if I mean that in the best possible or worst possible way.

My only wish was that I was more hungry when I filled my plate, I've been eating like a bird lately without the stomach for much, and Brasa is no place for birds. Verdict, I would head there if a friend wanted to and I wouldn't be nervous about whether or not I would enjoy it.

What I'd go back for seconds of: The apple-slaw actually. Surprisingly enough, and truly I don't even like that coleslaw stuff.


written September 28, 2012 - Mary

[*]I like the idea of beans being possessive