Bánh mì in Louisville (part 17 of an onging series): Cafe Thuy Van

With this review, I think I may have run out of bánh mì places in Louisville for the time being. Of places I’ve visited, Saigon One, French Indo-Canada, and Morels have all shut down; to fill the food-truck void, Banh Mi Hero has started a mobile operation, running alongside their permanent storefront.

The new tenant of the late, lamented Flabby’s Schnitzelburg may someday get in on the game: the owner envisions a tavern with southeast Asian small plates, and I basically promised that if he had a bánh mì, then I would be there and write it up.

Cafe Thuy Van on UrbanspoonCafe Thuy Van (5600 National Turnpike) has been on my radar for a very long time, but it’s far enough out of my usual orbit that unless I’m already pretty much at Iroquois Park it’s not worth my while to go there. I’ve noted that they have only what appear to be “breakfast” bánh mì on the menu: one with eggs, and one with eggs and sundry pork bits. Both are considerably above my usual expected Beechmont/Iroquois price point, in the mid-seven-dollar range. The place is pretty sparsely furnished but airy (“minimalist” might be the word), family-run with a real sense of being a family joint. Their main menu item is phở, like most Vietnamese sit-down eateries, and the clientèle is mostly Vietnamese. They do solid and reliable entrees and soups in my experience. I rounded out my meal with a lemonade and a bí cuốn, which ended up close to $15 all told. Oh, well.

[Photo of sandwich from Cafe Thuy Van]As for the actual sandwich: well, it grieves me to say that it isn’t one. Now, admittedly, bánh mì does not mean “sandwich”, it means “baguette”, and there are dishes with names involving baguettes, such as bánh mì bò kho, which are not sandwiches but are simply another dish (e.g. bò kho, a beef stew) served with a baguette. But in this case I am authentically confused, possibly due to some sort of roundeye ignorance. This platter certainly seems to have much suggestive of the essential elements of a bánh mì: there’s a sweet sauce, traditional pickled slaw, cucumbers, and protein. The only highly requisite elements missing are the mayo and the cilantro, suggesting this is at the very least a first cousin of what’s been called a bánh mì everywhere else I go. But it’s completely disassembled! I don’t want to come off all snobby, but if I pay twice the going local rate for a sandwich, I kind of expect to have it assembled for me. So getting something which was Not What I Expected kind of soured me on the deal, and it means that by my usual standards, this was somewhat unrecommendable: the actual sandwichcrafting part of a bánh mì is usually what I go on, and if I build it myself than any balance issues are my fault, not theirs (er, except for the balance issue of no cilantro or mayo. What’s with that?) The actual meat was pretty decent, but it’s the same stuff I’ve had on bún and the like. The eggs were eggs. The slaw was good but not transcendent, and the bread… ah, alas, far too many places neglect the bread. Now, Cafe Thuy Van doesn’t really have a lot of bread-based dishes, so it’s not unexpected, but is somewhat disappointing, to have an airy loaf with no real crust.

So, all in all, I can’t recommend Cafe Thuy Van for bánh mì. Maybe someone will set me straight and let me know that similarity to what I’ve been consuming as bánh mì wasn’t actually part of this dish’s ambitions, but certainly it doesn’t really meet my expectations at all.

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Bánh mì in Louisville (part 16 of an onging series): Against the Grain

Last of the backlogged Louisville reviews! This is from Octoberish, I think.

[Photo of sandwich from Against the Grain]Against the Grain Brewery and Smokehouse on UrbanspoonAgainst the Grain (401 E. Main Street) is a microbrewery and restaurant close by Louisville Slugger Field. They do short runs of a staggeringly large variety of beers, rotating their six main taps each among one of a hoppy, smoky, dark, malty, session, and wildcard brew, with additional seasonals and outside beers making frequent appearances. They’re serious about their beercraft and also make damn fine barbecue sandwiches and platters.

But how does such a place end up in my bánh mì reviews? Well, in among the pulled-pork, sausage, and brisket sandwiches, there’s also something they assert is a “turkey banh mi”. And of course I had to eat it. It’s a $10 item, although that does come with slaw or chips.

Well, AtG is another roundeye joint, so I don’t expect authenticity. In the end, it’s pretty far afield from being a bánh mì at all, although in fairness I must confess it’s actually a pretty good sandwich. The biggest problem I saw with its Viet authenticity is the meat. Turkey’s not really a standard meat (chicken is and it’s not too far afield from that) but the bigger problem was the preparation method. Smoked meats are kind of the AtG food service’s raison d’être (not to be confused with the Dogfish Head fruit-infused beer of the same name), and their turkey, true to form, is aggressively smoky. That makes for a very nice meat and a very nice sandwich in its own right but is the entirely wrong dominant flavor for bánh mì. The smokiness completely overwhelmes the other elements: the slaw seemed a bit sparing, and I didn’t see any cilantro at all, so really there’s no mitigating elements reminiscent of the proper Viet form. Even the roll was off form: it’s a hearty bun from Breadworks, perfect for piling brisket high on, but whichever baker claimed it’s a baguette might have to have his toque blanche taken away.

So, yeah, I can’t in good conscience recommend the bánh mì at Against the Grain, unless you really hanker for smoked turkey. There are other sandwiches there which better showcase their talents, and places which do a more well-balanced bánh mì.

Bánh mì in Louisville (part 15 of an onging series): Wiltshire Pantry

Still quite behind on the bánh mì reports, I’m afraid. I’d been noticing Wiltshire Pantry for a while, and Shannon and I finally dropped by, like, last autumn. This is how out of date I’ve gotten.

[Photo of sandwich from Wiltshire Pantry]Wiltshire Pantry Bakery and Cafe on UrbanspoonWiltshire Pantry (1310 E. Breckenridge Street) is a spinoff business from the upscale Wiltshire on Market, which is one of the several linchpins of the East Market neighborhood’s culinary flowering. The Wiltshire Pantry serves three needs that the original eatery doesn’t, and comprises a catering business, a bakery, and a café focusing on light meals. The second and third purposes particularly dovetail, as the café is generally showcasing sandwiches on a selection of chosen breads from their stock. As luck would have it, when we visited, the baguette was being highlighted with a $9.50 bánh mì, but the menu changes frequently enough that I wouldn’t walk in expecting to find a bánh mì here.

As mentioned previously, price is one of the things I’m a stickler for, having come into this game among the $3 sandwiches of San Diego. $9.50 seems a mildly crazy price to me, but we’ll soften the blow with geography (east of Preston we’re no longer in dive territory with dive prices), pedigree (Wiltshire on Market is proportionately more expensive, with quality to match, than downmarket competitors), and meal completeness (the quinoa salad and pickle spear, if culturally a mite dissonant, felt like they improved the value proposition).

Ignoring price, though, my conclusion is that Wiltshire does many things well, from a general sandwichcraft standpoint, but that the bánh mì as a whole felt like it lacked a certain depth of flavor. Let’s start with everything that worked: the bread, as befits a place which claims to be a bakery, was quite good. It wasn’t, of course, a Viet-style baguette with the rice flour snap, but asking them to do a one-off bread product when they’re trying to showcase their main line of products might be too much. Nonetheless, it was a nice robust baguette, with a light but crisp exterior and some softness inside. My main nitpick as regards bánh mì suitability would be shape: it’s a somewhat narrow loaf akin to a flûte when my ideal bánh mì loaf would be wider and closer to a bâtard. The pâté was unsurprisingly excellent and provided the primary flavor component; I felt it was a little too smooth but now we really are getting into pure nitpickery.

My main disappointment was in the lack of Viet-specific flavors. The daikon slaw and meat are places when the flavor really pops in a lot of these sandwiches, and they were somewhat muted in comparison to the pâté, so somehow the magic of the bánh mì never quite came thtrough, but I’d give this one props for being one of the more authentic offerings provided by a place whose cuisine is not actually Vietnamese.

Bánh mì in Louisville (part 14 of an onging series): ValuMarket at WorldFest

I’m way behind — this is from a festival in August! — but to summarize, ValuMarket’s bánh mì is bad and they should feel bad.

Sorry, wanted to get that in on the Facebook summary. Perhaps more discussion is necessary. At the Louisville Worldfest, all manner of cultures show up to show off their food and dancing and music and geegaws. It’s a lovely event, with free entertainment and, if you’re willing to pay, a delightful variety of food to cram into your gaping maw. Two years ago I spent about an hour chilling and drinking coffee with a mellow Ethiopian guy after putting down my hunger with sambusas and some Colombian torta-thingy. I’ve been tempted by the Ethiopian coffee ever since, but it’s been really very hot the last few years and near-boiling coffee isn’t pleasant on a 96-degree day.

Surprisingly, there’s historically not been much bánh mì there (or much of a Vietnamese presence at all). ValuMarket always has an enormous stall, featuring everything from guava pastries to ham croquettes. So this year, with a mission, I knew I had to have their bánh mì.

ValuMarket (5301 Mitscher Avenue, and 5 other locations) is a local grocery chain with I assume some sort of affiliated national (they have house brands of most staples). The Iroquois location has Bosnian and Mexican and Arabic and Asian food aisles, and is the go-to grocery store for culinarily adventurous folks who quail at the disorganization and lack of English-language labels and general unhelpfulness of true ethnic groceries like Phuoc Binh or the Rahim Food Mart. Their Mid-City mall location has great beers and will fill you a growler at pretty reasonable rates. So there’s much to like about Valumarket. It’s also got a deli counter, and both at their deli counter and at their food stalls at various Louisville festivals (Worldfest, Beerfest, and possibly other things ending in ‘fest’), their Cubano is regarded as a splendid example of its type. They do not normally sell bánh mì, but they had them at Worldfest for $7, same as their Cubano (which may seem steep, but that’s festival pricing for you).

I am sorry to say (with regard to a business I generally respect and whose products I enjoy) that their bánh mì is the single worst exemplar of that noble sandwich which I have ever had, and I include some San Diego specimens which might have given me mild food poisoning in that assessment. The fact that it cost twice as much as the perfectly adequate product of Dong Phuong was merely the addition of insult to injury. I will briefly summarize its faults, because they do not bear harping upon. First, while a squishy sub roll is indeed the correct shape, it is not even close to texturally appropriate, either in the snap of the crust or in the lightness of the dough, to a good proper baguette. Second, one may well note that the ingredients of a bành mí gá include shredded chicken and mayonnaise, one cannot create good bánh mì filling by sprinkling cilantro over chicken salad.

So, yeah, ValuMarket. Awesome Cubano. Very nice international goods. Great price on chorizo. But you guys are on notice for your crimes against sandwichcraft.

Bánh mì in Louisville (part 13 of an onging series): Four Sisters

I’ve fallen a bit behind, and I really oughtn’t. A few months ago a friend tipped me off to a new place in Clifton, and about a month ago I went to see a guy in Clifton who was rumored to have a lot of mechanical devices, possibly including calculators (did you know I have a blog about mechanical calculators?), so on a hot, blistering day, sweaty from manhandling a Monroe KA-161 out to my car, I swung by Four Sisters.

[Photo of sandwich from Four Sisters]Four Sisters on UrbanspoonFour Sisters (2246 Frankfort Avenue) opened quietly in the spring in the space formerly occupied by the Zen Tea House. The decor has been changed but it still has a pleasingly simple feel, with a newly added touch of funk. The eponymous four sisters who co-operate the business are Vietnamese immigrants, who wanted to create a fusion of Vietnamese and French influences: thus, this humble establishment serves coffee, crêpes, and bành mí. Disappointingly, their drinks menu is short on authentic Vietnamese concoctions; I’d think a Viet flair on a coffeehouse would have a focus on Vietnamese coffee concoctions, and possibly other traditional beverages, but the closest I could find were smoothies in fairly Westernized flavors. Bánh mì are available with four different fillings: pork, beef, chicken, and tofu, at $7.00 apiece plus tax. I opted for the pork as the most traditional.

I should probably preface my review by pointing out that this price, while the norm for the Clifton/Highlands region, is well above what I pay for a sandwich down in Iroquois, and I don’t cut much slack for geography. A $7 bánh mì should be superior either in craft or size to a $3 one. On balance, this has mostly not been the case (with the exception of BMH’s fully loaded and well-crafted monsters), and it makes it hard to offer an unqualified endorsement of the upscale sandwiches. Certainly, however, Four Sisters’s sandwich has much to recommend it. The carrot-and-daikon is fantastic, and the pork exquisitely spiced and thin-sliced. In particular the thin slicing makes for a neater, more elegant ssandwich. They also use lettuce in good quantities, which accentuates the crunchiness of the slaw.

But there are sticking points here which are hard to square with the ideals in sandwichcraft. One point, not to harp on the bành mí as a value proposition, is the skimpiness of the meat. The thin slicing is good as a textural and presentation aspect, but it also makes it awfully eawsy to go rather light on the meat. I don’t demand meat-heaviness, which would in fact detract from the authenicity, but they could use a bit more here. But my more serious criticism is of the issue where so many places fall down: bread. A good bành mí roll should be a blending of many aspects: a frangible crust, a light and soft interior, and enough robustness not too suffer structural failure. Four Sisters has the light interior down, but that crisp exterior isn’t in evidence yet.

Like most businesses having bành mí as a primary menu item, Four Sisters is an institution I intrinsically approve of, and on many of their fundamentals they are in the right place, so I hope they can fix those minor issues and become a first-class sandwich joint.

Bánh mì in Louisville (part 12 of an onging series): Bánh Mì Hero revisited (a couple of times)

I’ve really been remiss in writing about Bánh Mì Hero. I’ve been back several times since my first visit, and I really ought to report on it’s development.

[Photo of sandwiches from Bánh Mì Hero]Banh Mi Hero on UrbanspoonBánh Mì Hero (2245 Bardstown Road) was previously reviewed here and a lot of the comments on decor, service, and price still hold. Since then, I’ve gotten a chance to go back and try a few of their other sandwiches, including Lee’s own eponymous creation and the grilled pork sandwich.

I can keep this pretty short, because a lot of the relevant matters of composition have been dealt with. Suffice to say that the fillings on all of the sandwiches I’ve had so far have been well-balanced, tasty, and extremely generous (the prices here are well north of the Iroquois-Beechmont standards, but damn do you get a lot for your money). The three sandwiches pictured here were an ample, enormous lunch for four of us.

Now, way back when, I gushed about the fillings and composition, and expressed strong reservations about the bread. I’m pleased to be able to report that the bread supply’s been worked out: Lee’s working with bakers at Sullivan and getting custom made-to-specifications rolls, and after a few false starts has gotten the right lightness and frangibility. They’re a bit weak on the bottom still, which only becomes apparent because these are such fully loaded sandwiches: the sheer weight of meat and juice from sauces takes a toll even on these robust rolls by the end. But it’s nice to be able to report that the one significant reservation I had about the sandwiches at this excellent Douglas loop joint has been resolved.

They’re still a bit Westernized, of course, which is a necessary concession to local tastes. But I have full faith that Lee will put out the most authentic product he can get people to buy, and in honesty he really does stick to very faithful designs. He’d go further if he could: he’s chatted with me about his adventures in homemade head cheese and other meat products which are a tough sell. So I don’t think I’ll see my beloved bì any time soon on his sandwiches, but Bánh Mì Hero puts an awesome selection of other meats, with no cause for complaint.

A bánh mì non-update (or perhaps a non-bánh mì update)

It’s been a while since I posted a bánh mì review, hasn’t it? Well, I haven’t been idle. I’ve just found it difficult to actually get a bánh mì of late.

Saigon One (333 West Cardinal Boulevard), in the Cardinal Towne complex, finally opened after the end of the semester, which was kinda poor timing. They don’t do bánh mì despite being a Vietnamese place with takeout and food that includes baguettes.

Lá Quế (1019 Bardstown Road) is a decent sit-down place in the Upper Highlands which does a variety of Chinese, Thai, and Vietnamese food. They apparently don’t do bánh mì either, which is a bit more understandable since they’re less Viet-focused and don’t have any baguette-using dishes.

This past week I was in Boston for the big annual Joint Mathematics Meetings, and on the evening of my last night there I passed the (lamentably closed) focus of my attention: a bonafide bánh mì truck! Bon Me typically lurks in Copley Square, and I haven’t tried their sandwiches. Oh, well, I’ll get back to Boston eventually.