More like 5000 calories, but you get what I was trying to do there.
I had the greatest time in Indianapolis, but little of that had to do with Indy itself. Without a doubt it was the company that made the weekend so wonderful. Still, what I saw of the city I liked, and while we enjoyed most of our meals at Brian’s Grandma Ruth’s, we had one foodie experience out and about that I just had to share.
So, if you’re ever visiting Indianapolis or just driving through, stop in La Chinita Poblana in the happening Broad Ripple neighborhood. You’ll be happy you did.
Best described as an Asian-fusion taco shack (standing room only), La Chinita Poblana came highly recommended by Brian’s aunt Marilyn who happens to be friends with the owners. Marilyn told us they all just recently celebrated the restaurant winning the title of Indiana’s No. 1 Taco in Food Network Magazine’s 50 Tacos, 50 States. I was sold. Add to that the fact that “chinita” means little Chinese girl, and I knew we had to go.
So to La Chinita Poblana we went, and the little taqueria exceeded all expectations, and believe me, they were high.
First of all, it was adorable, colorful and the menu plentiful. And get this: order before 2:30pm, and for $8.50, you get 2 tacos of your choice, chips and salsa (or soup), and agua fresca. We ordered at 2:30 on the dot. $8.50!
Worth every penny and then some. We shared the Crispy Shrimp, Skirt Steak & Chicken Tamarind. I know what you’re thinking. 3 tacos for 2 people? We had a big breakfast. Big mistake. It was a lovely meal nonetheless. My favorite was the shrimp, Brian’s the chicken, but the steak is what they’re known for. For good reason, I might add.
As incredible as the tacos were, the drinks were the highlight for me. Bubble tea and tacos under the same colorful roof? I mean, yes. I kept saying to Brian, “Oh my god, this is my dream come true. My dream come true!” We love, love, loved their Honeydew, Pineapple Limeade Agua Fresca and ordered a custom Strawberry, Banana, Coconut Bubble Tea with “mini pearls.” More places should offer the mini stuff.
The chips were awesome too. Thicker and crunchier than your typical tortilla chip, and I was all about them. They make for great taco-spillings scoops.
Or you can do like me and take a pair of chopsticks from their abundant supply. This Chinita’s in love.
Next time, and there will be many more next times, we’ll bring bigger appetites to try one of each including their best-selling Tilapia taco.
Honorable Mention props go to 317 Burger next door for having poutine on the menu. Poutine is a French-Canadian staple of french fries topped with gravy and cheese curds. It’s the thing I miss most about living in Montreal, because it’s really hard to come by in the U.S., but apparently not in Indianapolis.
I can’t speak for 317’s burgers, because we only stopped in for a snack, but their poutine did not disappoint and was totally worth the small incident where the waiter spilled a tray of water all over me. It was warm, sunny and I dried up in no time. No harm, no foul.
Thanks for the great eats, Indy. You’re swell.
If you’ve got travel on the brain, check out my Barcelona and New York food guides. Including Indianapolis, that makes 3 total on this blog of mine. 3 is such a sad little number. Luckily, I’ll be making it 4 after I add Cleveland to the mix next week. Brian’s a proud (understatement) Clevelander and we’ll be roadtripping there this weekend to attend a wedding.
You know how people say they “love” weddings? Well those people haven’t seen Brian and me at a wedding. We’re certifiably crazy about them. Weddings are where Brian and his unparalleled dance moves are at their best, and when I love him most. He knows this. In fact, I’ve even told him that as long as we have a couple of weddings on the calendar every year, he and I are sure to share a long, happy life together.
Here’s to weddings and the weekend. Have a great one!