Phil and I had other plans. You see, that weekend marked eight years together, and we weren’t going to let a few icy puddles keep us from celebrating in style.
So we went to Chew, and it was awesome.
Before I get into our dinner at Chew, let me just say one thing. At this point you might think I’m incapable of forming a negative opinion, or unwilling to write a bad review about any Jax restaurant. Well I have, and I will. But there have just been so many positive dining experiences since moving here that I’d rather write about them for now and save the negativity for another cold, rainy day. For now, I’m just in too good a mood, so let’s get back to the fun stuff!So! We went to Chew, and it was AWESOME!
Since we had tickets to see Taj Mahal at the Florida Theatre downtown, we wanted to do dinner somewhere nearby. Chew was the obvious choice. The restaurant has an undoubtedly urban, modern vibe – all clean and slick and minimalist – yet warm colors and organic elements like wallpaper whimsically decorated with images of birch trees and funky light fixtures lend approachability to the space. We felt very welcomed and snug when we stumbled in off the slippery street with our dripping umbrellas. Our waitress took good care of us and we met a number of other friendly and helpful staff throughout the evening who were all knowledgeable about the menu and made inspired recommendations.
We started the evening with an appetizer of plump mussels tucked into a roasted tomato fumet with house-made fresh chorizo and baguette toasts. It was a pleasure to compare this dish with a dish of clams and house-made chorizo I’d enjoyed the week before at a wine dinner at Orsay. Although the two dishes seemed similar on paper, they were very different in execution and each perfectly fit the menu and season in different ways. While Orsay’s version was light and thoughtfully paired with Emilio Moro’s Finca Resalso, I was happy to see that Chew’s interpretation was hearty and substantial, with the warm, subtle spiciness of cumin scenting the tomato sauce – a perfect starting point for a chilly winter evening meal. We scooped up as much of the tomato and chorizo sauce as we could with the baguette toasts, and found ourselves wishing we had more bread to capture every last bit left in the bowl.
We also shared a starter of what the menu appealingly titled “Bacon:” tender braised pork belly with smoked leeks and roasted wild mushrooms resting on a soft bed of sage grits and surrounded by a honey gastrique. Do I even need to tell you how delicious this was?
I also ordered a bowl of French onion soup for an appetizer. Why not?!
The crouton maintained its integrity in the rich, densely-flavored, perfectly-seasoned beef broth. I personally adore any sort of melted cheese but wished the gruyere topping (or was it emmentaler?) had been broiled just a little longer to provide more caramelized brown goodness on the top of the bowl to complement all the caramelized brown goodness inside the bowl. Here, I pushed aside the cheese so you could admire the broth. Mmmmmm. Talk about a winter blues buster.
For my main course, I ordered striped bass with roasted artichoke purée, brussels sprouts, and a sage beurre blanc. This dish was one of the best examples I have ever tasted of the chef considering each and every element of the plate, and how the flavors of each component work towards creating a cohesive whole. All together, it really was greater than the sum of its parts, even though each of the parts was impeccably executed. The fish was well-seared and juicy, the tiny Brussels sprouts were extra brown – just like I like! – and the artichoke puree was surprisingly tart and earthy. I made sure to get a bit of everything on each forkful.
Phil went on… and on… and ON! JEEZ! I GET IT!... about the seared scallops over lobster risotto, one of the evening’s specials.
Apparently it’s not easy to properly sear a scallop, judging from those I’ve recently eaten at other soon-to-be named local restaurants… but Chew accomplished the task effortlessly. And, apparently it’s not easy to make a properly creamy risotto, judging from risottos I’ve recently eaten at other soon-to-be named local restaurants…. but again, Chew absolutely delivered. Throw some lobster in the mix, and what can there possibly be to complain about?
We accompanied our mains with a side of braised asparagus. WHOA! Unexpected delicacy! These were extra-fat asparagus, not the wimpy pencil-thin ones, so they really held up to braising in a buttery sauce. We found it absolutely essential to ask for a basket of bread to soak up the extra braising liquid.We were so happy with our dinner at Chew that we returned for lunch on a windy afternoon the following week.
I ordered the banh mi, a Vietnamese-inspired baguette sandwich loaded with nuggets of crispy pork, cucumbers, pickled carrots, cilantro, and slices of spicy chiles. The pork was moistened with what the menu is calling a chili-lime vinaigrette but I thought I detected notes of ginger and peanut in there, too. While the banh mi is a versatile sandwich that enjoys popularity in many U.S. cities, this was the first time I’d seen it in Jacksonville and I will be ordering it again. It came with a perfectly dressed salad.
Phil ordered his old standby, a pastrami and corned beef sandwich. It was piled with Chew’s own pastrami and corned beef, cracked peppercorn aioli, brown mustard and smoked provolone on toasted marbled Jewish rye. Phil rated this among the best of all the corned beef and pastrami sandwiches he’s ever had, mostly because Chew’s version was all about the meat. While the cheese, aioli, and mustard were necessary and tasty additions, they didn’t take away from the high quality of the meat, which was smoky and had just the right amount of fat. This is the kind of sandwich we crave when we are living outside of the States, and it certainly hit the spot. (sorry for the terrible photo)
We ordered shoestring potatoes to go along with our sandwiches. Really they were unnecessary, as the sandwiches were more than substantial for lunch and each came with a side salad. And, the full order of fries is enough for four people – if you’re just having lunch for two, you’d probably do well to share a half order. Phil thought the potatoes were seasoned with a heavy hand but I really liked the extra salt and pepper, so I guess it’s just a preference thing.
Don’t let a little cold, rain, or wind stop you from lunching or dinnering at Chew. This place is stellar.
Chew Restaurant117 West Adams Street, Jacksonville, FL
904-355-3793
The rest of the meal also benefited from Chef Brian’s never-fail culinary aesthetic: clean flavors, solid techniques, and high quality ingredients. For this meal, the chef highlighted the local where appropriate but also took advantage of his ability to procure the best ingredients from around the country and indeed the world. Sometimes I think restaurants adhere a bit too strictly to an “only local” mentality, when a splash of exoticism or an external influence might be just the thing to elevate their flavors and menu to the next level. For this reason, I really appreciate Orsay’s “we’ll give you the best of what we can get” approach. In the case of this wine dinner, Chef Brian incorporated a number of Spanish or Spanish-influenced items into the menu, such as chorizo, saffron, manchego cheese, white anchovies, marcona almonds, and La Quercia “Rossa” Berkshire Jamón, the Americano version of the universally loved Spanish jamón ibérico.
Platters piled with La Quercia “Rossa” Berkshire Jamón Americano were then brought to our tables and served with a few classic accompaniments: queso manchego, cubes of melon, and arugula drizzled with extra virgin olive oil. The jamón was a big hit at my table – rich, beautifully marbled, and buttery.
This was served with Bodegas Muga Reserva Rioja 2005 and Bodegas Emilio Moro Ribera del Duero 2005, which according to David is the most classic example of Emilio Moro’s wines. 
Up to this point, the wine I most enjoyed was the Emilio Moro 2006 Malleolus. That was before we were presented with an unexpected special treat: a taste of the 2004 Emilio Moro Malleolus de Sancho Martin. David explained how this elegant wine sets itself apart from the generally spicy, masculine reds typical of the Ribera del Duero or Rioja regions. He further noted that it is very successfully paired with chocolate; and wouldn’t you know, out came our final course of Marcona almond nougat covered in Valrhona chocolate and accented with caramel. This dessert was an excellent interpretation of a classic
Thanks, Orsay, for organizing such a satisfying evening and for bringing to Jacksonville the provocative flavors and charismatic personalities of Spain.
I’m not talking about twenty-one yellowish, watery light beers, my friend. Kickbacks Gastropub in Riverside hosted
As we were getting seated and settled we were served a reception offering of Lagunitas PILS, a Czech-style Pilsner using Czech hops and water specially filtered to resemble that used to brew pilsners in the Czech Republic. Very clean and refreshing with a bigger personality than I’ve come to expect from many lagers. (Image from lagunitas.com)
The first course was a spring mix salad wrapped in cucumber and drizzled with a vinaigrette made using the beer paired with the dish: New Dogtown Pale Ale. I thought the sweet note provided by a garnish of figs matched a caramel note in the brew, and the slice of pineapple worked with the citrus aroma of the hops. The vinaigrette was very tasty and I found myself wishing there were more on the plate to moisten the mass of greens that expanded when I unwrapped them from their cucumber constraints.
Next up was a Lagunitas IPA paired with “Tacos de Cachete,” braised Piedmontese beef cheeks with jalapeno lime relish and cilantro in corn tortillas, by guest chef Brian Siebenschuh of
The first intermezzo offering was the Censored Rich Copper Ale (aka The Kronik) (American Amber/Red Ale). This brew is aptly named – it’s a penny copper color and I found it very drinkable.
Another intermezzo, another brew, this time the hoppy 2009 Correction Ale (American IPA).
Big brews need something flavorful and rich to stand up to them, and guest chef Michelle Ugarte from
The next intermezzo offering was Lagunitas Maximus (American Double/Imperial IPA, 7.5% ABV). Now here’s where my beer tasting notes lost their momentum and start getting a bit difficult to read... The fifth course paired three hoppy brews with cilantro soup. A Little Sumpin' Sumpin' Ale (American Pale Wheat Ale), A Little Sumpin’ Extra! Ale (American Double/Imperial IPA) and Hop Stoopid (American Double/Imperial IPA).
The creamy, slightly garlicky cilantro soup reminded me of the substantial herby broth of
Course numero six: 2009 and 2010 Hairy Eyeball Ale (American Strong Ale) paired with Jamaican goat wraps. You’re not going to get much in the way of insightful gastronomic elucidations from this point on. Perhaps this beer really does cause you to temporarily sprout hair on your eyeballs, as everything is a bit fuzzy from here on out. The wraps consisted of pulled goat meat, Caribbean rice pilaf, spinach, mozzarella and tropical sauce with mounds of mashed plantains and handmade guacamole. Does this presentation kind of sort of remind you of a certain male body part? Okay. Now I’m just getting silly.
Apparently the next intermezzo was a glass of Cruising with Ruben & The Jets (American Double/ Imperial Stout/ Pepper Stout). I can’t seem to remember.
And…. finally! The eighth and final course! 2008 and 2009 Brown Shugga' (American Strong Ale) with a blondie topped with Brown Sugga’ caramel drizzle. Ooooh blondie! This was good! Like a really thick, warm, slightly undercooked, gooey chocolate chip cookie with extra chocolate chips and therefore extra goo.
I really commend and thank Steve for pulling together such a major organizational undertaking and making this dinner possible. However, the night wasn’t perfect; at six hours, even the most seasoned session eater and drinker (me) couldn’t help but fall off at the end, especially on a Monday (Phil had a great time at the dinner but wasn’t feeling so hot the next morning when he had to get up at 6 and spend the day at work). And as much as I’ve been committed to learning about beer lately, I couldn’t help but lose interest in the nuances of a two-year vertical tasting by the twelfth and thirteenth beers offered in the sixth course. My best attempt to jot down tasting notes turned into illegible chicken scratch and random, meaningless phrases by the end of the night (just what did I mean by “I could smell the malt Maillard,” I wonder?). I do think the whole event could have benefited from perhaps a wee bit of restraint (from myself AND the organizers). This was Kickbacks’ biggest beer dinner yet so I’m sure the kinks will get ironed out for the next big event. All in all, I appreciated the infectious enthusiasm put forth by Steve and Ron and definitely got my money’s worth ($50 plus tax and gratuity), drank some great beers, made some awesome new friends, and generally just had a blast. The next Kickbacks beer dinner is with 



