Sunday, May 3, 2009
Zocalo is in the party district of midtown, so it's not surprising that its signature dishes are margaritas and guacamole. Today, I decided to stick with the chicken mole. That's one of my reference dishes---I order it the first time I go to a Mexican restaurant to see how it stacks up. The bad news is that one part of my chicken breast was burnt to the texture of balsa wood---someone wasn't paying attention. But to their credit, the mole sauce was excellent. It was well balanced with a strong chocolate note that didn't overpower the basic savoriness of the dish.