Poor Ba Ba Reeba, setting up shop in a veritable ghost town that is Fashion Show Mall.
We’ve been to Spain, and had tapas from a variety of regions. Of course it’s not the same. We’re also from a town with a Spanish theme that serves tapas so painfully unrelated to Spanish food that Ba Ba Reeba is doing a decent job of Spanish tapas in a tourist strip of shiny lights and gut busting edible junk.
And the happy hour prices are very good deal, especially given the area.
Favorite pintxos were the egg salad and shrimp on toast, and the fried goat cheese.
Favorite small plates include the meatballs in tomato sauce, the jamon with cheese and olives, and the bacon-wrapped dates.
We didn’t go anywhere near the paella. That’s one item I don’t take risks on, for fear of disappointment.
We shared three glasses of sangria: peach, passion fruit and cava. The cava was our favorite, light and not cloyingly sweet.
My top pick, though, was the bread and olive oil that comes to the table. The bread really did remind of eating in Spain. A little firm, a little chewy and the olive oil had a strong nutty, grassy flavor, like the simple rustic oil I had in southern Spain. Put some better salt on the table, a little wild thyme in my pocket, and a sherry in my hand, and I’m back in a cafe in Las Negras.
Our bartender did everything right, coming by just when we may have needed her, fretted on our behalf that the bread hadn’t come out yet, asked how we liked this and that, and never hovered.
Bonus: once you’re inside, no obvious noises and lights of casinos.
Photos by Ted Mills.
Update: May 2010. Yelp indicates this business has been closed for a while. I’m not surprised, the whole mall was a Fashion disaster.
Ba Ba Reeba (closed)
Heyo, it’s Michael’s graduation party! Good times, good friends, good food.
Heather made this hummus combination dip that had the folks going gah-gah for it. Half standard hummus, and half hummus with peas and mint. Delicious! The hosts also made a batch of sangria that could sate the thirst of many many people. I heard a comment that it wasn’t that strong, but that’s probably why I liked it. Me no high alcohol tolerance.
She also grilled some lovely figs, stuffed with goat cheese and wrapped in prosciutto. This was my favorite of the evening. I can’t stop thinking about them now.
There was way more food than I could possibly photograph and still eat and be social. I didn’t take the last photograph here, either Kia or Ted did.
Later, a pinata was smashed open by the children. I was told that the following sugar high was a fascinating sight. But I’d left by then, for one more food event to wrap up the lovely day and night.