First - on going out to eat in general. Well, we generally don't because: A) Eating out in DK is Uber expensive. B) Eating out with our little guy is (95%) of the time no fun. My child is totally and completely uninterested in seeing, touching, or eating food. Long and complex story there. And, C) Whenever we do decide to go out to eat here, it is a spur of the moment decision, and to eat at most decent restaurants here you need a reservation. We can't plan that far in advance - even if *that far in advance* is an afternoon's time.
Second - on going out to eat at Tortilla Flats. I've been told its the only Mexican place in town (there is a Tex Mex, but we've tried that, and in my opinion it doesn't count as Mexican). And the kicker - people have said that you need a reservation 6 months in advance. Recuerdo point C in the paragraph above.
But when a friend of ours offered to watch Pete, and when she said that reservations 6 months in advance was probably an exaggeration (one of Pete's new words by the way), Rich called them up and we got in on a Saturday night no less.
The restaurant? It was very nicely decorated. Very cozy, lots of nice art and antiques. The Danes know how to decorate, and this was no exception. And to complete the mood they played a nice mix of classic Latin songs...I'm lying...they played Danish pop radio. Rich thought maybe I should drop a CD off for them to try out.
Most importantly...the food. Well, as we sat down the waitress brought over some chips and salsa. The chips were homemade, salty, good. The salsa tasted canned, it had that cooked through flavor, like Pace. And my margarita - I could taste the tequila, but it was lacking - well - lime.
I was a bit up in the air on what to order and I like asking servers their opinion, because they see the food in back, and they should be able to steer me towards the better dish. So I asked the girl which was better, and she said that the enchilda came with beans. I took this to mean - pick the enchilda because it comes with some yummy beans - and so I did. Looks nice huh?
Now, the menu called them beans, but my mind was expecting frijols negros (I was mentally flexible with whole or refried). These beans turned out to be baked beans with some chipotle seasoning (enough to taste the smokiness, not so much as to make them spicy). Overall not awful, but a weird thing for my brain to process. My dinner conversation then centered on WHY this was what they served me. Poor Rich - finally some time to ourselves and I talk beans.
And what I deduced was this...the only canned beans available in DK in sufficient quantity to be able to serve them in a restaurant are garbanzo beans, red kidney beans, and baked beans. So they do the best with what they have.
Overall dinner was pleasant, and I could recommend the restaurant as a nice place to go. But I can't quite call it authentic Mexican.
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