We finally made our first trip to Hugo's for a big birthday dinner Saturday night, and I could weep that it took us so long. Everything we ate looked and tasted like it was prepared with as much love as skill.
Appetizers: My husband had this nifty little blue corn sope-looking thing topped with yummy cochinita pibil. I had the special, three lobster taquitos, so buttery-tasting and good with just a dab of black beans and pico on each one.
Entrees: We both went with the specials. His were big bacon-wrapped grilled shrimp stuffed with a little cheese (I thought the waiter said asiago, but maybe not--couldn't place the flavor) and topped with a HOT chipotle sauce! Mine was a beautiful beef filet sided with grilled asparagus; I didn't care for its adobo sauce, but at least it was on the side. But the thing I really want everyone to know about came with the beef: two pork mole tamales that were one of the best things I have eaten in years. Now I know what real mole is.
You simply have got to go try those tamales. I don't think they are on the menu. Beg, if necessary.
Dessert: an intense and lovely chocolate flan, and a big cup of hot chocolate. (Why stop when you're on a roll?)
P.S. Within about a block on Westheimer you have Hugo's, Da Marco, and Mark's. Some restaurant row, huh?!