I take back every joke I made in the 4th grade. The Polish are a brilliant people; perhaps, indeed, the brilliantest.
So a good friend just had a birthday so I told him Id take him to lunch at Café Polonia on Saturday to celebrate his Polish heritage. After a poor morning of fishing in Bobs Bass Triangle (boat in front of us was catching them hand over fist. Im guessing they had clams. We just had chums and sea worms) I met my friends at the restaurant and was pleased to see lots of robust older women walking out, a good sign.
My first inkling the Polish are a brilliant people came from the size of the beer bottles. I had a bottle of Domza, my friend had a bottle of Ziewy (sp?) and my other friend had a bottle of a Lithuanian beer whose name escapes me. All were good, mine the best, I felt. A light lager born to be drank with slightly sweet, slightly savory kraut. Beer bottles were more than a pint. Excellent.
We all started with soup. I hit the beef tripe now committing myself to try beef tripe soup everywhere I go (be it menudo, mondongo; no nations tripe concoctions are safe from my eager jaws). Delicious. Peppery, almost so much so that it was spicy, tripe was nice and soft. Birthday boy had sourdough soup, which came with a halved hard-boiled egg in it along with slices of kielbasa. Hearty. Faint sourdough taste combined beautifully with the oiliness of the kielbasa that permeated the whole lovely mess. Other partner-in-crime had the mushroom, which I foolishly forgot to sample. In case youre wondering, if you think the bread they serve which you subsequently slather with lard and crackled pork (I assume) is good, slather lard on your bread then DIP IT IN THE SOUPS. Sweet merciful crap it was good. Note: the soups are all daily specials so not every soup is available everyday. There were some other options that looked amazing as well though not available everyday.
Then came the Polish plate. We all got the Polish plate. It was too inviting to risk not getting. The Polish plate (a mere $8) comes with kielbasa, cabbage stuffed with ground beef (actually, could have been a ground beef/ground pork combo) covered with tomato sauce, pierogies, and kraut. Some lovely surprises here. They gave us different kinds of pierogies, some filled with ground meat, some with potato and cheese, I think I had one with a sort of pate-like filling. Also, the kraut had generous amount of little pork pieces, roast pork I believe.
In response to previous posts I read, yes, the waitresses are hot.
In all 6 beers, 3 polish plates and 3 bowls of soup came to $59 and change before tip.
We thought wed stop buy the Polish deli across the street (its called Baltic European Deli or something like that) and found KINDER EGGS as well as an assortment of other goodies (the corn flips with hot paprika, though tasty, were a bit stale when we cracked them open for our later baseball viewing). Also, we got some chocolate covered plums, which were actually chocolate covered prunes, really unfortunate for our lower GI tracts already engaged in fierce battle. I might have also bought my friend a Polish romance magazine, which, when sheepishly presented to the cashier, she said she buys them for her husband, again, the brilliantest of people.