This is going to be one of those stories where the ending comes first. I don't have it in me to build the suspense.
Dining in El Comedor, the booth in the back of a refurbished Airstream trailer that is the Port Fonda food truck, was one of the best dining experiences of my life.
I love it when simplicity reigns supreme.
The venue was as big of a contributor to our great experience as the food. Which is why it tops my list. So many chefs concentrate too much on the food, and not enough on the 'front of house'.
El Comedor is unbelievably intimate and best of all, relaxed.
Up there was the first course. Chef Ryan's take on Mexican street corn. I finished mine in approximately 27 seconds.
Let's get a better look.
Turns out Port Fonda was a name in consideration when deciding what the territory now known as Kansas City should be called.
[Note: We went all out that night and went to Manifesto, a speakeasy, afterward. I'd highly recommend going before. Manifesto is a deep, dark lounge, with deep, dark couches. Catch my drift?]