I attended the
Dinner Like No Other portion of the
Frontera Farmer Foundation Festival hosted last night by Rick and Deann Bayless at Frontera Grill/Topolobampo. It was a sold-out event attended by 150 persons, mostly Bayless
groupies from what I observed.
The personable Bayless was very hands-on throughout the evening, moving from table-to-table schmoozing with the adoring crowd - many of whom seemed to have been loyal customers of his for the past two decades. The small farmers/purveyors the Foundation supports (approx. $600,000 in grants during the past 7 years) - and whom also supply the Bayless enterprises with produce/meat - were introduced. A silent auction was a component of the evening's events, also.
Dinner Like No Other Menu
Well-prepared, flavorful, fresh, high-quality, properly proportioned . . . are descriptions that quickly come to mind when I think about the meal.
The ancho-infused duck sausage dish stood-out for me. The chilled nettle and peppercress soup, with squid ink caviar seemed to catch everyone's attention. I thought the Alaskan King Salmon course the weaker of the night's offerings - and to my taste the salmon was slightly undercooked. In the pork cassoulet course - the slow-braised pork shoulder and the achiote-flavored white beans were the stars. The dessert of pistachio coral cake was a festive angel food cake-like tribute to the pistachio, but a bit too dry for my liking.
Each course was paired with a Chilean or Spanish wine. The cocktail upon arrival - strawberry margarita - was unusual, fresh and subtle - thoroughly enjoyable. Surprised I was, though, by the absence of Mexican wines from the pairings. The after-dinner añejo tequila from
Tres Generaciones was smooth and a fitting end to the creatively-prepared dinner.
I left the restaurant with the impression that most of the people in attendance don't often eat Mexican food, or that they're unfamiliar with the cuisine and other restaurants in the city noted for its preparation, but, rather, that they're fans of Bayless and enjoy what he serves . . . whatever that may be. It was a love-fest of sorts and Bayless and his family were set aglow in the adoration.
The food was enjoyable as was the evening generally, and in particular being in the presence of the 10 or so people who graciously invited me to sit at their table instead of sitting by myself somewhere in the corner of the room.