Comfort, Food

Aspen offers hearty meals and a warm welcome.

No skiing here: Braised chicken fricassee from Aspen here in Philadelphia.

photo: Michael LeGrand

Aspen — the very name sends me scurrying to my closet to find something casual/chic to wear, and then I remember that the name denotes that the restaurant stands at the corner of 25th and Aspen streets. So much for the haute aprés-ski scene I had envisioned. We find instead a pleasant spot that seems to be composed of two narrow houses — one houses the sports bar (very busy on this particular night) that has a few tables and smoking as well. Passing through brick arches to the other house, we find the dining room. It’s a strictly bare-bones kind of room, with one exposed-brick wall and light from old brass fittings. It looks exactly like what it is — a neighborhood hangout where everybody knows your name, and you can get some pretty good food in the bargain.

Robert Patton, the chef, and most of the friendly staff are graduates of Olivier de Saint Martin’s Dock Street Brasserie. Patton, in fact, aside from other gigs, has worked with de Saint Martin for years, and they are buddies too. With Grey Goose martinis (reasonable at $8) and glasses of Amberhill Sauvignon Blanc ($7) we review the menu, with its long list of Asian-influenced dishes like pot stickers ($6), spring rolls ($7), Asian wings ($7) and crusted calamari ($7). The only vaguely French dish that I can locate is a peasant salad of sausage, frisée, potatoes and goat cheese ($7), which sounds good but too filling, so I opt instead for a Thai marinated calamari salad ($7). The plentiful portion contains lots of tender, warm calamari tossed with shredded romaine lettuce and Napa cabbage. It receives accolades, as do the steamed littleneck clams ($9) — another plentiful portion with a delicious broth that’s sake-based and full of chopped tomatoes. The clams are done just right, and the broth makes for excellent dunking with one of the cute little rolls that are constantly replenished. And with Dinah Washington in the background, who can complain?

The dining room is full, and perhaps the "no reservations" policy makes the waiters hustle, but we have very little time between appetizer and main course. Eschewing the wonderful-sounding cassoulet ($17) and a heavy-sounding stuffed pork loin ($15), we have the daily special of pan-roasted cod ($16) with a tomato and pesto cream that’s flavorful and meaty. Look for this lowly albeit delicious fish more and more, if the economy gets much worse. The entire population could be fed on cod alone.

Since I am in need of some coddling, I order a good old-fashioned chicken fricasee ($13) that is a half chicken, heavily scented with thyme and braised with mushrooms, pearl onions, fingerling potatoes and a few olives thrown in for flavor. It tastes just like grandma used to make, and is enough for a doggie-bag meal.

After viewing desserts, we settle on two winners — a fried cheese cake ($8), which is like a giant egg roll stuffed with cheesecake that has the advantage of crispiness against creaminess, and an achingly sweet Linzer torte ($8) that needs the vanilla ice cream on the side to balance it.

Aspen certainly is everything that I believe it set out to be — a warm, friendly, reasonably priced restaurant where locals and others can rely on good food and a hearty welcome. I say "I believe," but if I’m wrong, then Aspen is not succeeding. Patton is a professional, knowledgeable chef, but if he has any imagination, it doesn’t show here. And I am tired of all these tried-and-true Asian touches that make all menus look the same. If he can fly, let him try it out in daily specials or other touches that would set this apart from other little neighborhood spots of the same ilk.

Raising the Bar

Raising the Bar


For the Daily News - Wed, May. 01, 2002
 
TAKE A LOOK around local sports bars, pubs and rock venues and you'll see what was, just five years ago, an obscure vision: salad. Clearly, bar food - a cuisine once characterized by deep-frying, heavily saucing and boiling-till-melting - is not what it once was. There are healthful options. Fancy options. And in general, many, many more options.

These days, sidling up to a barkeep and asking for a burger is now a process made more complicated by mentions of blue cheese and caramelized onions and the origins of the beef.

Somehow, frilly fussy food has crept into the previously rough-edged domain of Philly's taverns. The signs are everywhere. Tiny vegetables plucked from their first spurt of growth. Organic cheeses. More information about an entree than any diner really needs or wants to know. And while it may still be possible to find the dollar-fifty liverwurst sandwich at your neighborhood taproom, chefs are now working overtime pumping out pan-seared foie gras in places that don't even have menus on the table.

If you were to trace the bombastic bar food trend to its origins you would find yourself at Third and Catherine at New Wave Cafe, an unprepossessing neighborhood hangout hung with autographed sports paraphernalia. For years, the bar played culinary stepchild to its across-the-street neighbor, Dmitri's.

Two years ago, New Wave's menu was reconceptualized by formally trained Chef Ben McNamara who came from the much more elegant Isabella's. "I wanted to have a place where people could really enjoy either end of the spectrum, and not have to dress up," said McNamara.

To the occasional befuddlement of the Flyers-fixated regulars, McNamara brought in escargot and venison, puff pastry and remoulades. Patrons were invited to enjoy these delicacies on the bar top or on austere black tables with paper napkins. And in case they still couldn't swing with the salmon tartare, there were still fries and melted cheese to be had - only they were exacting and delicious.

With a little coaxing, New Wave's food has since been embraced by sports fans and dress-down epicures alike. McNamara continues to innovate, more recently adding lighter, Asian flavors to his French and Italian palette.

A vegetable napoleon has a base of herbed goat cheese and seared baby leaf spinach, layered with papery thin slices of grilled eggplant, portobello mushroom, yellow squash, and zucchini drizzled with a sweet balsamic reduction. And a chicken breast, pounded thin, is rolled up with tender crab and lobster meat and served with a creamy garlic-potato mash that sports a chive flower plume. Slim Jims, begone!

If New Wave set the new bar-food standard, Northern Liberties' ever-popular Standard Tap is its keeper. The menu, prepared by chef Carolynn Angle (alum of Striped Bass), is rewritten daily to reflect the availability of local free-range meats (how about rabbit?) and freshly caught fish - so much that its changeability can only be captured on a mounted barside chalkboard.

A chopped beet salad, molded into a round pedestal, is topped with tiny ribbons of lemon rind and accompanied by a dollop of sour cream. Cod with toasted polenta and greens in a pancetta-enhanced sauce is arrestingly rich, and a rack of St. Louis-style ribs has a wonderfully complex array of spices.

"We don't even think of what we're doing so much as bar food. It's more like we take our food and beers both seriously," said Angle. "You're not going to have mozzarella sticks here. You can get that anywhere else."

Standard Tap and New Wave are both bars that happen to serve restaurant-quality food. But another small crop of places are more like hybrids, or bar-restos, a combination bar and restaurant. These are eateries that are slightly more upscale though boozing is still at the physical and spiritual center of things.

One place thriving on the bar-resto concept is N. 3rd, where chef Terry Cherry combines soul standbys like fried chicken and mac and cheese with neo-hippie creations like vegan mushroom ravioli in Asian rice wrappers served with tomato sauce. Mussels, prepared with a fragrant broth of lemongrass, cilantro and tomato, are delectably plump and light, and the perfect match for a Heifenweissen brew.

Aspen, another bar-resto in a beautifully refurbished old tavern on 25th and Aspen streets in Fairmount, has both a bar and dinner menu. The bar menu combines many of the dinner menu's entrees with additions such as ceviche of the day, crispy conch fritters with rum-marmalade dipping sauce, and a French bistro salad with sausage and crispy fingerling potatoes over tender greens topped with a poached egg. Not exactly Texas Tommy-type stuff.

"We wanted to keep things globally influenced - not so much an Asian dish as an Asian-influenced dish. We get a lot of repeat business in here and we wanted to keep it interesting for the person who comes in a few times a week-as well as show off a little creativity," said Aspen's chef and part-owner Robert Patton.

Does a bar menu like Aspen's reflect a city's changing taste buds or is it further evidence of an urban population that cooks at home less and demands meals at increasingly later hours?

"For us, it's definitely a neighborhood thing. These are people who are not out for the night but they don't feel like cooking and they want a casual dinner, a good, reasonably priced bite to eat," said Patton.

If said "neighborhood" is Rittenhouse Square, it may be less surprising to find tuna tartare with baby pea pods and crispy wonton chips, as you will at Walnut Street's new bar-resto Magazine. With its plump, soft settees and elegant podium bar, a goat cheese, bacon and leek tart with apple and endive salad sweet dressing hardly seems out of place. But Magazine's reasonable prices and eclectic, consistently solid menu make it a more appealing choice than nearby celebrity watchpoint Rouge.

Even rock venues seem to be getting into the culinary spirit of things. It's possible to get African coconut chicken soup at the Khyber. And South Street's moodily lit live music venue Tritone has a willy-nilly, snack-all-the-time menu that includes crudites, hummus, spring rolls and several incarnations of fries, as well as some authentic, if doughy, pierogies. If you believe bar food can and should include dessert, try the dessert variety, which are available in blueberry and strawberry flavors, and are a surprisingly sweet revelation for a spot that is known for its Pabst and shot o' Jim Beam special.

"I definitely think late-night dining has become a key point for people. There didn't used to be places to go at midnight for a good meal. Now it's just evolving," said Robert Patton.

Still, neither the salad-fearing jock boy nor the bar-food traditionalist need fear. Pulled pork sandwiches are still a popular menu item, making appearances at Standard Tap and New Wave. Wings might be jerk-seasoned, but they are still around - and still spicy.

And the burger, though it might have some fancy trimmings, doesn't look to be an endangered species any time soon. *

Aspen's Bistro Salad

Turn bar food into home cooking

Posted on Wed, May. 01, 2002

With goat cheese and baby greens replacing pickled eggs and reheated chili, bar food isn't what it used to be. And it isn't just for serving in bars, either. Try a few of these recipes for dinner this week.

BISTRO SALAD

4 ounces baby spring greens

1 ounce balsamic vinaigrette

2 fingerling potatoes cooked, sliced into medallions

4 ounces smoked pork and garlic sausage

1 large egg

4 cups boiling water with 2 ounces white vinegar added

Combine greens and dressing, tossing to coat greens well, place in center of plate and set aside. Heat potatoes and sausage until crisp and place along side the greens.

Gently break egg into simmering water and vinegar mix. Wait 30 seconds, then gently flip the egg over. Poach for another 30 seconds and remove from the water with a slotted spoon. Place egg on top of greens and garnish with chives. Serves 2.

Source: Aspen, 747 N. 25th St.

Side Dish


FOOD : SIDE DISH


MOLLY GUNN (editmail@philadelphiaweekly.com)

 

Another year has come and gone, and what a year it was. But national tragedies aside, it's been a great year for dining out in Philadelphia. The city's gained and lost too many great spots to mention in this tiny space, but we'll do our best in this look back at this year in eating: Cozy BYO Django (526 S. Fourth St.) received raves from Philadelphia foodies when it opened in May. It seems owners Bryan Sikora and Aimee Olexy--partners in life and in business--are a match made in culinary heaven. >> Nearly matching Django's cozy vibe is Robert Patton's and Jud Bertholf's reinterpretation of Aspen St. Tavern. Aspen Restaurant (25th and Aspen sts.) is swiftly becoming known throughout the neighborhood for both its global cuisine and its reasonably priced bevvies. >> When most restaurants are food-fusing to the Euro, these restaurants are celebrating regional cuisine: The city's latest Italian spots, sophisticated Le Castagne (1920 Chestnut St.), just off restaurant row, and Illuminare (2321 Fairmount Ave.) have managed to tantalize our taste buds while keeping their identities in check. Ditto to authentic French bistro Pif (1009 S. Eighth St.), which serves up frog's legs without a hint of irony--or any misplaced peanut sauce. >> Neil Stein, as we all know, is one step away from the poorhouse. (Imagine! He'll have to eat gruel.) But we haven't heard anything about Steven Starr heading to debtor's prison. Alma de Cuba's (1623 Walnut St.) opening in May had throngs of people waiting to get in the door, and once past the threshold, the wait was well worth it for pumpkin-seed-crusted scallops and a chocolate "cigar." And certainly we can't forget the glitzy Morimoto, a restaurant sporting $23 salads and more quasi-celebs than the wall at Tony Luke's. >> Lastly, a brief moment of silence for a few of our favorite restaurants who left this city in 2001: Orfeo (2029 Walnut St.), Nam Phuong (746 Christian St.) and Shogun (1009 Arch St.), you will live on in our hearts--and in our bellies--forever.

Off Fairmount's Beaten Path

By The Mystery Muncher from Philadelphia Inquirer

Posted on Fri, Nov. 01, 2002

When you say "Fairmount" this week, you might be thinking of the ghoulish Halloween doings at the old Eastern State Penitentiary.

The frights have a way of perking up one's appetite, and the restaurants near the creepy prison on Fairmount Avenue no doubt are seeing crowds.

Why not venture a few blocks into the neighborhood and find Aspen, a low-key corner bar-restaurant open a little more than a year?

Aspen manages to pack a lot into a small space. Through the door on Aspen Street, you walk into a cozy pub with stamped-copper ceiling and twinkling lights. To the left is a minuscule open kitchen, which seemingly miraculously feeds bar patrons as well as patrons in the small, semi-romantic dining room behind the bar.

Four Deputy Munchers, arriving on a Saturday night, camped out at the bar until a table became free. There are six beers on tap, including Flying Fish and Stella Artois ($3 to $5), and 30 imports by the bottle, plus a solid wine list.

The Deps have seen a bar menu or two in their time, and have become almost inured to the predictable assortment of wings and burgers slapped on the bar top.

Aspen's bar menu, served on real china with real cloth napkins and heavy cutlery, is dazzling.

Yes, there are wings, but they are Asian barbecue-flavored ($7) and they come with a cool carrot slaw. Yes, there's a burger ($8), but it comes piled high with onions and bacon and topped with blue cheese. (There's a vegetarian burger, too.) And how many corner bars offer a ceviche of the day?

The foursome went wild over the calamari - specifically, the almond-crusted calamari ($7), a heaping portion of crispy, nongreasy calamari served with a garlic-chili sauce. Over beers and chocolate martinis, they picked at a baby spinach salad ($7), with bacon, spiced walnuts, blue cheese and an apple vinaigrette dressing, as well as an order of greens ($4). On another visit, a Dep was deeply satisfied with a grilled sausage sandwich, though the $8 price tag was a bit of a shocker.

The four waddled into the dining room for dinner - grilled ahi tuna ($15), served with decent basil rice; an imaginative tortilla-crusted salmon ($15), served with equally imaginative coriander black-bean rice; tortellini ($14), with strips of grilled chicken and scatterings of pearl onions, pancetta and peas; and the Thai seafood pot ($17), an assortment of calamari, shrimp, scallops and lobster bathed in a delicious spicy curry sauce.

This is definitely a place worth scaring up some grub, even when it's not Halloween.

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