I couldn't help myself. I hit this one first and risked it again. This time we got lucky. It's way East 5th (almost to Pleasant Valley). The space has a "hipster-cool" vibe, both in atmosphere and food (who doesn't these days?). However, staff was friendly, almost overly attentive - my six ounce water glass got to half way once - and the space is open without being loud, but we were one of only a few customers. I'll bet this place is deafening at night when it's full, though. Nice outside area with places to lounge, perch and dine.
Before the meal arrived, they brought an fresh baked egg bread and some soft butter with salt and chocolate (?). Surprisingly, it was extremely addictive and the bread was just the right balance of soft/sweet/chewy.
I ordered the French Dip, which was about $13, I believe, and was described as beef short rib, horseradish cream, dill pickle and served with homemade chips, but I substituted the fries. The sandwich was on a more chewy/sourdough "bollo" roll and the meat was sliced like thickly shaved roast beef, so it didn't really feel like short rib and the dill pickle would be more accurately described as a bread and butter pickle. However, the meat was wonderfully seasoned and was perfectly portioned to the roll and I really liked the horseradish cream. The au jus didn't really add any flavor, but helped mix up the bites a bit. Fries were the "at home" version my father used to make on the stovetop and finished in a brown paper bag with plenty of chunky salt. I love that version, but my husband wasn't thrilled - good; left more for me. Fries were served with a not-sweet ketchup and a garlic aioli.
Husband ordered the appetizer beef tongue tacos ($12ish). Arrived deconstructed on a wooden board, which made it a little difficult to assemble/eat. The four dollar-pancake-sized corn tortillas were on the thick/oily side, but fluffy (think fat corn crepe) and freshly made. Meat was sliced and had and excellent char and was melt-tender. Served with a tomatillo sauce that had a good kick without losing the tang, escabeche, creme fraiche, cotija cheese, and cebollitas. I love cebollitas, so big points there. I had a bite and thought they were quite good, even if they were expensive for a gal from EP, as they were absolutely not street tacos. Husband ate every last bite.
Left this new place happy about having gone.