With its sunny, wrap-around patio and a cavernous, tile-and-steel dining hall, Babalu is already attracting Midtowners by the droves.
The spotlight here is on small plates: tableside guacamole, calamari, ceviche, chicken satay, crab bakes, sliders, short ribs, tacos. It’s all very shareable. (For those who failed Sharing in grade school, there’s the Baba Burger, the Cuban torta, and a seared tuna sandwich.)
All this is served up by a friendly staff who, despite the fact they are still learning the ropes, smile so much the little gaps in service don’t seem to matter.
Plenty of parking is available in the attached garage – but lucky us! We live just two blocks away, which means I can get my black tea marinated Springer Mountain Farms chicken wings (one point each, if you hold off on the sauce) just about any time I like. Recommended!
