A good day for Black Sheep
Things are kinda, sorta, slowly returning to normal. We do still need to be ready to close it all down again in case of a second surge of COVID-19, especially in the wake of these protests. But I did walk the Strip for the first time in three months, getting a whoop from a couple tourists when I said I was happy to see them. Some hotel-casinos have reopened, and those with required distancing and some places inside still closed. Restaurants are allowing dining and drinking, with safety guidelines. Today marks the return of bus riders entering through the front door, meaning we have to pay our fare again (no more free rides).
I'll still do as much take-out as I can, risking that freshness so others can be seated and enjoy themselves, and I can enjoy food from the city's best restaurants while watching wrestling. Or a Marx Brothers marathon on TCM on Friday, when I took a long trek to Black Sheep.
Jamie Tran's Vietnamese-based fare is worth that sort of trek. The Black Sheep has remained open, with a limited three-course menu, but Friday marked the return to a full menu. Her food remains flavorful, modern in concept while rooted in her heritage.
Such is the case with the salmon skin tacos. Crispy shells that didn't break on my like your typical hard tortillas, holding salmon tartare and flying fish roe.
I also went with the braised short ribs, infused with lemongrass, served with fried rice topped with a fried egg. The pungent sauce was smartly served on the side. The tender beef was easily cut (or should I say shredded) with plasticware and had me wanting another nice hunk like those. This really is one of those complex dishes that is better eaten on premises, but it delivered nonetheless.
Ah, if I only lived closer. Or at least if the buses ran more frequently instead of remaining on a Sunday schedule. The Black Sheep remains praiseworthy.
I'll still do as much take-out as I can, risking that freshness so others can be seated and enjoy themselves, and I can enjoy food from the city's best restaurants while watching wrestling. Or a Marx Brothers marathon on TCM on Friday, when I took a long trek to Black Sheep.
Jamie Tran's Vietnamese-based fare is worth that sort of trek. The Black Sheep has remained open, with a limited three-course menu, but Friday marked the return to a full menu. Her food remains flavorful, modern in concept while rooted in her heritage.
Such is the case with the salmon skin tacos. Crispy shells that didn't break on my like your typical hard tortillas, holding salmon tartare and flying fish roe.
I also went with the braised short ribs, infused with lemongrass, served with fried rice topped with a fried egg. The pungent sauce was smartly served on the side. The tender beef was easily cut (or should I say shredded) with plasticware and had me wanting another nice hunk like those. This really is one of those complex dishes that is better eaten on premises, but it delivered nonetheless.
Ah, if I only lived closer. Or at least if the buses ran more frequently instead of remaining on a Sunday schedule. The Black Sheep remains praiseworthy.