Just went to Buffalo Dining for the second time. The first was for lunch in Sept 2015 with Johnny, and the second time was for lunch in Nov 2016 with Johnny. The thing is: lunch is a great time to go, for while I’d always wondered about this place, and heard good things too, every time I’d been by in the evenings, the line-ups were ridiculous. The waitress told us that on Friday and Saturday nights it can be up to two and a half hours!
So, what nicer thing to do than head in for lunch. Wednesday to Saturday.
It’s a simple menu, recommended to start with a cheese of some sort with two sides for $20. The first time, wee opted for the burrata (my god, how can you not like a burrata) with eggplant (crispy, delicious, breaded sticks) and brussel sprouts and chorizo (perfect).
This latest time a creamy goat cheese with deliciously fried mushrooms and oh, we ordered the eggplant again.
Then you can also have a salad. We passed on this during our first visit, but this time, we had a simple grilled greens with buffalo mozzarella. It was a little salty I have to say but otherwise perfect, and I love the ceramic plate, imitating either a paper plate, or a tin foil pie pan.
Next choose from a few different pastas, though the cheese and pepper one isthe most popular.
Listen, readers, I was blown away. I love food that you can interact with, and I love a gimmick (my partner will attest to that with the number of food gadgets we have in our kitchen). So, fresh pasta that is tossed inside a wheel of cheese, with more tasty cheese scraped out on top of it, served in a bowl with a side of delicious hot pepper sauce.
Of course, I was so stuffed that my work productivity dropped that afternoon to near-zero. But those are the sacrifices we make. I would have been worse if I’d had a glass of wine too, but we thought it was a bit pricey and unusually, exercised moderation.
Finally, I love that this place is not just a restaurant but a lifestyle. The team are all dressed in the restaurant’s t-shirts, a tough sort of skull motif, they’ve got tattoos galore, and one of the owners had a bandana around his long hair, his t-shirt tooked into his jeans with a big Western belt. It was kind of all perfectly right: 70s bikers. And why not?