Birthday Mexican dinner extravaganza

Guacamole beast This past Saturday (after battling strep throat all last week) we celebrated my friend Kelly’s birthday by dining at a decidedly non-Irish establishment: El Vez at 13th and Sansom Streets. We’d been wanting to try it for quite a while now, and my friend opted to spend her birthday dinner there and made reservations a couple weeks ago. We braved the icy streets, theater crowd backup, and drunken twentysomething men on Walnut Street to find our table ready and waiting for us as soon as we walked in the door. We ordered yummy drinks—blood orange margaritas, Pink Cadillacs, and Sexicans—and chavez guacamole to start. The guacamole was amazing, with chunks of cheese and diced tomatoes throughout, and drizzled with some sort of vinaigrette that was delicious. My dinner, black bean enchiladas with a side of corn bread, couldn’t have been any better. I was really impressed with not only the drinks and the food but also the service; the waiter was really attentive and we never had to flag him down for anything. My one complaint: volume. I’m not sure if it was the crowd or the acoustics, but El Vez doesn’t seem to be a great place for conversation. I felt the need to yell across the table at my friends! I would give it another go through, perhaps on a weeknight.

Photo taken by and used with permission of my friend Michelle.

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