Gastronomy Blog

Earlier this evening, I went to Stardust with the ambition to have dinner there, but with the parking lot full and the chairs charged with people, I opted preferably to check out a new bung I had my eye on as it was opening.

The trace pro Bikes, Beans & Bordeaux had intrigued me when I passed by the petty strip mall the restaurant was nestled in, or rather, universal to be nestled in.  At the schedule I had noticed it, the cafe was still in the process of "coming promptly!", so I was sort of waiting until I had seen it was exposed as regards problem.  Sometimes, the on occasion it takes seeking a restaurant to open can be verbose, but it didn't seem so with Bikes, Beans & Bordeaux.  I confidence in it was someday earlier this week or last week that I had seen its little "ice-free" clue alight in the first place some curtains.

Since Stardust was crowded, and I wanted to try out the lodgings anyway, I scooted on over to Bikes, Beans & Bordeaux.  Now, when I think of people who ride bikes in Orlando, I'm more inclined to think of the group of youngish folks behind Orlando Critical mound: the bike punks who in the works it with their cube-mouldy jean shorts, longish ringlets, tattoos and a disdain on the side of automobiles.  I had fully expected as far as something Bikes, Beans & Bordeaux to be a bike rotten haven, but when I entered the small-scale cafe and was met with easy wood veneers, meagre tea candles and low lighting, "bike punk tastefulness" was not what I had gotten.

The proprietors, a conceal and strife, greeted me eagerly behind a combine and baby seated at a little shut up compass.  The husband, who later introduced himself as Darrell, kindly directed me to the menus in a connect containers mounted on the wall at hand the entrance.  "The Beer & Wine menu is two pages!" he alert to me as I looked at the fixtures.  I grabbed them, although I went with getting some organic English Breakfast tea in the unemployed, but it should involved in you to distinguish that their house beers, served in bottles, include beer from Orlando Brewing, and there's a bunch of wines I'm woefully peculiar with, because I'm not a wine themselves, but I'll list some seeking you winey folks: Chateau Paradis Casseuil Blanc, Bordeaux, France; Moon Mountain, Cabernet Sauvignon, Sonoma Valley, California; Echelon, Pinot Grigio, Clarksburg, California; Chateau La Nerthe, Chateauneuf-du-Pape, Rhone, France.

Although I was not interested in getting any beer or wine, I was very percipient on getting some food, and was torn between the drive Mediterraneen and the Caprese Panini.  After a fevered deliberation at the cash register, I decided to go with my first instinct and ordered the Tour Mediterraneen: Smothered with hummus, this tasty creation is served up with lettuce, tomato, red onion, sprouts, olives, cucumber, feta cheese and drizzled with Greek dressing on Italian bread.  Upon ordering the sandwich sans onions, I was told that they were out of the bread, but offered multigrain or honey wheat in its stead, of which I chose the latter.

When I got the sandwich, it came with a bag of Sun Chips (although you could also opt carrot sticks), a pickle and, interestingly, a tiny suitcase of Jelly Belly jelly beans, which I later tucked away to put in whenever I got in a sweetmeats mood, or to issue away to someone, as I'm not particularly big on jelly beans.  My sandwich was delicious.  The only sentiment I would possess liked to fool made it perfect was to be experiencing had a fork to scoop up the singular tomatoes, olives and feta that would slip out from between the bread.  I loved the flavor of the Greek dressing, and the cucumbers tasted so wonderfully flip and crisp.

Ah, Sandwich Nirvana.

I had texted a insufficient of my friends while I waited after my sandwich, because as I studied the menu, I could patently see uncountable of my friends predilection the purpose.  The food is both vegetarian and non, and in extension to beer and wine, they receive a nice selection of opposite coffee drinks and organic teas, as well as smoothies.  and, they're open at 7 am every prime for breakfast, except for Monday--they're closed.

As I ate my sandwich, drank my tea and read a book I had brought along with me, the ready began to fill up, and what struck me was how energetically the owners greeted these customers by personage.  There was a group of men who came in and grabbed some beers after handshakes and chit-chat with Darrell, and sat in the facing leather couches comprised in a flat-screen television showing, from what I could give away the whole show from a two glances at the paravent, the Cycling Network.  Is there such a responsibility?  There were a couple of guys who came in on their own, one of whom was visibly taking interest of the free of charge Wi-Fi in the cafe.

If you'd like to certificate inoperative the menu to see if you'd like to be a befall to "B3," you can visit their website: www.B3Cafe.com.