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REVIEW
SUNDAY, BLOODY SUNDAY
Biddy McGraw's has moved into bigger Northeast digs and scored a better kitchen and an even better Sunday roast dinner.

BY BRENNEN FLOREY
brennen@involved.com


Photo by Ben Guzman

Biddy McGraw's Irish Pub,
6000 NE Glisan St.,
233-1178. Inexpensive.

Sunday roast dinner special. The lamb roast reviewed here was $9.95. Other Sunday roasts may vary in price but are consistently alluring.

Nice Touch: Dark and chewy brown bread (that looks a little like how zucchini bread looks only without any zucchini) comes with the soup or salad appetizer.


Breakdown before the big move: Biddy McGraw's Irish Pub was an elbow-to-elbow Hawthorne shanty with a reputation for killer black and tans and a sporadically active, but mostly overlooked, kitchen. Save for the Sunday roasts, which for five years were almost always on offer and growing in popularity, the appearance of nightly dinner depended on whether or not the tiny kitchen was an obstacle course of storage boxes.

And now, after the big move: Ahhh, space. Space makes a happy barkeep. And space makes a happy chef, who makes a happy meal, which, in turn, makes us all so very, very happy. And while you might miss the crammed-elbow-jib-jab representing the ghost of Hawthorne Biddy's past, you might just as easily discover that the new ocean of hardwood and modest tables is a homey place to down a pint and engage in a hearty Irish supper.

By acquiring a full commercial kitchen and plenty of exciting closet space, Biddy's has expanded its menu and recommitted its interests to nostalgic homemade meals, none of which is more robust and rooted in history than the traditional Sunday roast.

Pot roast is the default roast for most of us, wouldn't you agree? It's not that when I hear the word "roast" my thoughts leap instantly to pot, but I do think of a nice 5-pound beef round that's been stewed all afternoon with carrots and potatoes and black pepper.

At Biddy's, roast dinners often break from the predictable red-meat rigamarole. Recently I took company with light and succulent lamb shanks that had been braised and roasted just long enough to allow for easygoing wrist cuts with a fork. Not unbearably fall-apart was this roux-covered lamb; instead, it was tender and still hanging on to a supple pink middle.

The roux was made with a bundle of whole mint leaves and, of course, flour and the drippings from the lamb's roast pan. Though pungent, it was not a blanket for the meat; think of it as a shawl or a scarf of flavor and style.

Good as this lamb was, the pumpkin-apple curry soup overshadowed the main course. As I was told by the single chef/server, the soup was started on Saturday morning. This gave the apples a chance to really seep into the broth and the curry a chance to mellow out. It was a fruity soup, bright and chipper despite its seemingly autumnal persona. The hot apples slid down like applesauce in a red skin, and there were even subtle hints of mint leaves floating around, which combined with the curry to produce a somewhat Indian flavor.

Furthering the Asian aspect of this particular roast, a crunchy pile of vegetables sautéed in Mongolian fire oil held down a corner of the plate. Yet they were not the only veggies; Sunday roasts almost always involve some form of potato--classic baked, boiled new-style, cheesy au gratin, etc. And why not? Potatoes are versatile, filling and economical; along with meat, they are the heart of a workingman's meal.

Biddy's boiled, multi-herb red potatoes were the style of the day, and they were served in steaming halves, squealing for butter. Of course, I did not down very many of them, knowing as I do that if I cash out the spuds I'll end up over the edge of bodily comfort. But I felt safe and secure knowing they were nearby, just in case the urge should arise.

Even without the potatoes, such abundance found in this roast dinner necessitated a take-home bag for the dessert. Our sweet specimen was an oven-hot slice of gingerbread, that, had I been able to eat it at Biddy's, would have been smothered in a dollop of heavy white cream. Caution: Bring a wheelbarrow if you're the sort who insists on eating every course.

Most Sunday roasts at Biddy's resemble this affair in content if not in taste, flair and price. There will be pork roasts and pot roasts with Yorkshire pudding, and maybe even some roasts of poultry down the line. For sure, though, Biddy's will need to add some kitchen help as things get more settled. Now that it's got the proper kitchen and dining room to back up its hidden talents in home-style Irish cooking, I bet Biddy's Sunday roast thing will really take off.

 

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