Ibex – A lovely hands-on experience


This weekend my brother and I were cruising through 17 Ave SE, or ‘International Avenue’ as they’ve rebranded it, and happened to drive by a distinctive sign proclaiming an African restaurant. Both of us being new to African cuisine, we promptly went in, and thanked our lucky stars that it was open on Sunday as so few places seem to be. Really for a large city with metropolitan pretentions, Calgary often lacks the cultural delights that other cities have, like late night dining, Sunday eating options or a vibrant core.

We went in and were able to grab a table near the window, which is awesome, because taking photos in a dimly lit restaurant really sucks. For the photos anyway. The menu is short and sweet, a breakfast section, mains and beverages. We started off with mango juice which seems to suit every meal it’s served with, but I was sorely tempted by a beer also. The interior is dusky, with a good selection of tables seating at least four, which is great, because I hate two-tops and find them cramped and uncomfortable. There were also plenty of locals inside, which is a decent sign of authenticity. Several families were sharing plates of food and several tables just hanging out.

Most of the dishes consisted of beef or lamb, cooked in a variety of ways, none of which I was familiar with. Yet the lamb spareribs at the bottom of the menu sang a siren song and to balance it out we got the sole veggie dish at the recommendation of our waitress. The food took a while to arrive, but was well worth it when it appeared.

The vegetarian dish appeared first, covering an enormous platter with two huge round slices of injera – a yeast risen flatbread with an amazing honeycomb texture that serves as the plate cover and utensil. Strips are torn off the edges and used to grab bitefuls of food. Within a few bites we got the hang of it, and utensils began to seem superfluous. From the top down we had injera salad – torn chunks of bread tossed with tiny bits of veggies and parsley in a tangy dressing. Very reminiscent of tabbouleh it was sharp and good. Then two lentil dishes – the red and yellow stews. Both were great if you enjoy dals or lentil curries, mild and delicious. The spinach was buttery and abundant, and could have used a tiny bit of garlic or lemon juice, but the carrot and potato curry beside it was amazing. It had those addictive flavors that the best curries have that leave you wanting more. The tossed salad in the middle was super fresh, flavorful and a perfect foil to the lamb that followed, despite its modest appearance it was gone first.

The lamb was served in a stylin’ cast iron brazier that kept the meat sizzling till the last bite. This is not boneless pieces served in a genteel fashion, but a carnivorean delight of crispy charred edges, bones to gnaw and a spicy sauce for dipping. If you’re someone who won’t enjoy getting dirty, this whole meal is not for you. The lamb was quite good, but would have been better with a stronger marinade or with a heavier hand of seasoning.


We were both waaaay too full for dessert, and couldn’t even finish the entire order, getting some leftovers to go. The dishes would handily serve three, or two voracious appetites, which we typically bring. Overall my impression is that I’m not dying to go back, but if I was in the area and someone else expressed an interest in a meal, I’d be tying my bib on right quick.

4/5

Ibex Restaurant
3515 17 Ave SE
(403) 398-5730

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Hopefully not the best wings in Calgary

In case you haven’t heard of it, there is a website dedicated to the best wings in Canada. Which is a noble, necessary and admirable goal. Especially for those of use that don’t indulge often enough to be a dedicated wing connoisseur. And if you know for a fact that the local pub wings are nothing to write home about. Wings are not the healthiest of foods, so if you’re only indulging occasionally, you want to be sure you’re getting the good stuff. Calories should count and all that.


So with that goal in mind my friend and I found ourselves sitting down at what was then the number one spot to have wings in Calgary, as voted by hotwings readers.


We started with the obligatory Caesar, which was fine but nothing special. I don’t know what differentiates a good Caesar from a bad one, but it’s funny how all of know a good one when we see it. Perhaps it’s just a formula – X amount of clamato, a dab of horseradish, a hint of lemon juice, but a well made drink is a sign of beauty that we can all recognize. This one was drinkable but unmemorable.


We also shared a pound of wings and the wonton crusted jumbo shrimp. I was underwhelmed with both. They were fine, I hate writing such a bland review, but there was just nothing there to elevate them out of averageness.  The wings seemed oven baked, which is fine when done right, but ours were on the dry side. The flavors were decent, the size good. But there was nothing there to distinguish them from any other decent wings in the city. No special sizzle, no extra moisture, no subtle or bold sauce to keep you reaching for more. As of today’s writing they lost their number one spot, and are humming along at number four. Nothing to scoff at, but definitely no top honors.

The wonton crusted shrimp were actually the better dish. Perfectly crunchy, with a sweet and spicy sauce they were as good as deep fried food gets. Unlike many people we managed to hit up the pub when it was still slow, on a Thursday night, and our service was good. So the verdict is, it’s better than my neighborhood pub, I’d go back if I was in the area, but I would not go there just for the food, nor just for the wings.

3/5

(403) 212-0304

7746 Elbow Dr SW
Calgary, AB

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Alloy

 

Welcome back dear readers, and I hope you had a fabulous long weekend! I sure did, and although I didn’t do anything especially exciting, I enjoyed every lazy, sunny minute of it.

This is another case where I’m blogging about a dinner quite some time after it happened. Why? Absolutely no reason short of being too lazy to write it up. I went to Alloy with friends and found it quite good, but just shy of fabulous.  Sadly the lighting in the restaurant was pleasantly dim – great for ambience but crappy for photos, so I apologize in advance for the lack of quality here.

Alloy opened up to all sorts of fanfare sometime last year, and got great reviews right out of the gate. After giving them a chance to settle in, two friends and I visited them sometime in the winter.

The décor was quite stylish without being overly cold or pretentious, and they are geniuses with the lighting. Brighter toward the hostess area, dimmer in the restaurant, the golden ambience of indirect light is still memorable.

The service was excellent throughout, which is not surprising since we knew our waitress. Nevertheless she was very knowledgeable and assuredly steered us through the menu.

Here we come to the downer part of the night – the cocktails. Apparently on the night we were there, the regular bartender was not. Whoever was filling in did not have the same expertise with the cocktails, a fact that we found out after we gently questioned the quality of our libations. I’m not sure if Alloy now has redundancies in place to replace the bartender if he can’t make it, but that night our cocktails ranged from bearable to awful. And since we heard amazing things about the drinks we were understandably disappointed. And that lost the restaurant money since we stopped at one. The Moscow Mule cocktail was made with ginger yes, but assuredly too much of it, to the point where the bitter notes in ginger were in the forefront, and the Pinku cocktail tasted like cough syrup. It was truly awful.

 

 

Rather than a typical bread basket, was hummus with naan and olives was brought to the table, and the hummus itself was strangely bland. It sorely needed a hint of lemon juice, a breath of garlic or even some sea salt on top. Perfectly smooth, with good olive oil on top, it was creamy and bland. The olives however, were fantastic.  Firm, slightly spicy, perfectly fresh they were everything mushy bland overly salty olives are not. The naan was very good also, soft and flavorful.

 

 

For our entrees we went with the beef short rib for myself, and I really need to wean myself off this dish, since if it’s on the menu I’ll inevitably order it. The short rib was excellent to the point of ridiculous. Out of our three entrees it was declared the table favorite. Melt-in-your-mouth tender, savoury, rich and wonderful it was a perfect winter evening dish. I also realized why people like polenta for the first time in my life, so kudos for that.

 

 

Another friend had the double cut pork chop. Since I only had one bite, I can declare it very good but not as good as my short rib.

 

 

My other friend went with a fish special, which was a gorgeous plating of halibut. While dramatic, the whole dish was a bit bland, with none of the flavors standing out or really offsetting the fish. That was the table consensus, not just me, so it was likely really on the unstimulating side.

 

 

I personally declined dessert, but my dining partners ordered two, a trio of panna cotta, and a trio of sorbet. Both were delightful, with the edge going to the trio of sorbet. I frequently underestimate sorbet, thinking it will be a lovely palate cleanser but nothing to write home about, but this trio of sorbet was spectacular. Slowly melting over a pile of diced fruit the dish was a perfect mix of refreshing, sweet and unexpected, making it a lovely ending to a great meal.

 

 
 
 

 

 

4.2/5
Alloy
220  42 Ave SE
(403) 287-9255

 

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