Let’s
start this one off with a very, very clear proclamation. There is no
rivalry between Dallas and Houston.
For years we’ve laughed at the seemingly unending desire to build some
animosity and competition with our poor, unfortunate brethren down south. Yeah, we’ve got friends and I’m sure you do
too who scream that Houston is a decidedly superior city for the arts and even
restaurants and bemoan that it’s a better place to live with people that are
more low key and down to earth compared to all the nouveau riche, Aston Martin driving cash and flash types here (wait,
isn’t that what they say in Ft. Worth too?). Anyway, they’re wrong. I mean, if the competition centers around
number of illegal aliens, humidity that you can cut with a chainsaw, stupid zoning
laws, or who sits in traffic longer – go H Town!! Otherwise, puh-leeze!!! And fine dining restaurants? That’s like comparing the Beatles to Britney
Spears.
So, rest
assured several years ago when we heard the well heeled Pappas family was making
the 250 mile trek up I-45 to take a bite out of our beef kingdom, let’s just
say our foodie feathers were a little ruffled.
Certainly, the Pappas name is well known throughout Texas.
The family owned Houston
based empire owns some 80+ restaurants including the popular Pappadeaux Seafood
Kitchen and Pappasito’s Cantina. But
they’re chain guys right? Considering
that focus, of course we were more than a little skeptical that they could
parlay their upscale casual chain game into fine dining success. Honestly, we were damn near rooting against
them. I mean, we’ve always had good
experiences and have enjoyed their casual concepts so we knew, at a minimum,
that their foray into an elite beef house would be a well-run and aesthetically
pleasing restaurant with above average food.
Well, as it turns out these Houstonians do a pretty brilliant job with
fine dining and prime beef too.
We’ve
certainly hyped up several Dallas
beef barns, so, within this elite meat genre what is it that separates Pappas
from the herd? For the most part all of
these places have got the primest of prime beef, swanky digs, great wine lists
and solid service, right? Do you need
some little something to differentiate yourself? Well, not necessarily since apparently the
DFW beef craving is beyond insatiable. But
if your superior beef is cut and aged in house, you’ve got a classically trained
executive chef overseeing operations, you continually offer up some of the best
wine dinners in the city, and you possess an astoundingly passionate commitment
to your wine program with a master sommelier on staff, it sure doesn’t hurt.
Chef
James Johnson oversees a fairly prototypical prime steakhouse menu. There is nothing exotic or gimmicky at Pappas
Bros. Steaks are joined only by lobster,
salmon, rack of lamb and a veal chop on their lineup. And within their standard menu, there’s
nothing glamorous about the beef offerings – no bone in filet, no Kobe/Wagyu,
not even the beef of the moment Akaushi makes an appearance. Filets, Strips, and Rib-eyes, okay? This is a fine example of the less is more approach
to prime beef. Too many restaurants try
to fashion themselves as being on the culinary cutting edge with these trendy
cuts while others are confident enough that there are enough of us out there
that subscribe to the theory of prime beef prepped simply with kosher salt,
cracked pepper, and a little butter is really all you need. In other words, there’s no shame in taking
the traditional beef cuts and cooking them to sheer perfection and Pappas Bros undoubtedly
succeeds in that regard.
Appetizers
that aren’t commonly seen on the menus of the other members of the local
steakhouse fraternity are bacon wrapped scallops, caviar and an artisan cheese
board. Scallops are of the U-10 variety (read:
large and fresh) and are simply pan seared in a crispy bacon wrap. Flawless.
We’re suckers for artisan cheeses of (literally) any variety and though
we prefer to dig into those after the meal, we’ve got no beef with
Americanizing it a little and putting them in the starter category. And caviar?
Sure. It may seem a little
contradictory for a straightforward steakhouse menu to feature those delicious
little salty pearls but that’s the beauty of Pappas Bros. You can dress it up with caviar or primo
frommage or keep it down to earth with steak and taters and garner an equally
enjoyable experience.
On the
side of the aforementioned stellar steaks, they do as good a job as anyone with
potatoes be it au gratin, mashed, fried, or baked. But the side that makes our taste buds dance
(and made Dishes to Die For) is the roasted wild mushrooms. Again, there’s nothing particularly
innovative about this dish. It’s just a
perfect plate of earthy, heat wilted shrooms that literally make you envision
the forest where they were grown with every bite you take. Yummo! (we’re joking with the Rachel Ray
reference – we’re no longer big fans and she’s got ‘man hands’…story for
another day, let’s move on).
But,
there are plenty of places in town that hit home runs with the standard steakhouse
fare with line cooks. So, if you’ve got
a classically trained chef in the cocina, use him right? On most nights, there are a couple of special
twists to the usual routine. This could
be anything from a simple foie gras medallion crowning your steak to a wild
game chop with a kicked up sauce. But,
where Chef Johnson really gets to stretch his legs are on the wine dinner
menus. Understand, this isn’t one of
those junior varsity wine dinners with fried calamari, a filet, baked potato,
and cream bruleé paired up with Kendall Jackson Cab. Not by a long shot! Most recently, we featured their Silver Oak
wine dinner on Snooty News. The wine has
a reputation all its own but rather than sticking with the traditional American
pairing of steak and Cab, on this menu, Chef Johnson served a lamb tartar with
quail egg and black olive toast, Rossini style tuna with foie gras and spiced
port, and a venison confit with fennel puree and dark chocolate. Get the idea?
It’s this kind of multiple personality disorder that we love about
Pappas Bros – execute the simple things well and with a minimalist attitude but
have the prowess in the kitchen to propel your restaurant to the next level with
hairpin haute cuisine curve balls like this.
Speaking
of wine…drum roll please. Have you ever
had the pleasure of meeting a master sommelier and/or having them assist you
with your wine pairing? Chances are, no. Considering there are only 124 in the entire
world (80 some odd located in the US), more times than not you’re
getting an aspiring master somm. And, hey, that’s more than okay with us. I mean, you damn near need a crystal ball and
all you Claritin users need not apply because one mis-sniff will send you back
to the cellar with your decanter between your legs. But if you have even a moderate interest in
wine education and have the opportunity, make sure to take advantage of
it. And, in Dallas, we’re lucky enough to have Barbara
Werley uncorking greatness in the midst of Pappas Bros’ amazing temperature
controlled cellar of over 2,000 labels and 25,000 bottles of wine. Barbara received her designation in 1997 and
just to give you a brief rundown of what is required to receive this
designation from The Court of Master Sommeliers, their website says,
Earning the title requires an
encyclopedic knowledge of wines, including the ability to blind-taste and
identify by grape, region, vintage – and even vineyard – most of the world's
wines. Only 10 percent of those who qualify to take the exam pass.
You go
girl!
And,
let’s dispel a few myths about dealing with a sommelier . Sure, we’ve all dealt with wine stewards
claiming to be sommeliers that earn a % of wine sales and rabidly push you to a
higher price point than you’re comfortable with but among the restaurants on
our site, we see very, very little of the pompous badgering that’s made diners
afraid to call them over. Okay, back to
the myth busters. Myth #1 – you need to
know a lot about wines to ask your server to send the sommelier over. WRONG.
Just the opposite. Think of them
as educators and don’t be afraid to admit what you don’t know. Myth #2 – they will always steer you to a
wine that is ultra expensive. VERY
WRONG. Our experience with first class
somms is that they get excited by putting you on to a wine that’s new and
different and often times less expensive than ones you know. Why bring them over to recommend a four
figure Bordeaux? Myth #3 – it’s not [somm-ee-yehr] or
[summ-uh-lee-ehr], its [sùmm’l-yáy].
Hey, we really don’t care how you say it. In fact, ‘wine guy’ has always worked pretty
well for us so pronunciations be damned!
The space
at Pappas Bros continues down the path of make
it as fancy as you want. The
requisite mahogany and leather is fancied up with massive marble pillars and
wispy palm trees throughout the main dining room. There are rooms for a corporate function or
private dinner. Even if you just rolled
off the 18th hole, you can duck in and sit at the chef’s counter for
a steak while you watch the game on the plasma TVs above.
Like
their comrades across the city, the wait staff is comprised of skilled,
seasoned professionals that have served more than a few fine meals in their
day. And just like their casual
concepts, the service model here is extremely efficient and unforced, as it should be.
There is
no doubt Dallas is the most competitive beef
market in the U.S.
which makes Pappas Bros’ success here even more impressive. By
our math, there are 25 or 30 steakhouses in Dallas metro beating the drum that they are
prime time. Of course, only a handful of those
have made our emphatically snooty list thus far but that’s still a lot of top
notch moo cows finding their fates on our plates. We thought supply might finally be at a cross
roads with demand when a couple of national chains had outposts here that
flamed out (buh-bye Smith & Wollensky, see ya Fleming’s). But in the past several months some have
opened to take their place and we hear several more are on the way. And while we here at snootyfoodie struggle
mightily to rip off our national label of only being a great steakhouse city,
we are also happy to embrace our reign over the kingdom of refined bovine. It’s a ‘dance with the one that broughtcha’
kinda thing and we’ll two-step with Pappas Bros any time.