D and I drove to McKinney, the county seat of Collin County, Texas
this afternoon. She wanted to pick up the plates for her new car (a
Prius -- we were both burning gas and saving the bioshpere as we
drove, or something). When we bought it, we'd had lunch at a tapas
place near the square. Salad with grilled chicken for her and a good
prosciutto sandwich for me. We needed to check into their other
offerings, though, just to be sure it was a good place to eat.
McKinney has changed a lot in the last decade. There are two wineries
on the square now. And fashion shops and restaurants. Granted the
cheese plate I witnessed somebody get with her sampler flight at one
of the wineries was only two steps above Kraft singles and saltines
(she was too busy on her cell phone to take much notice) and granted
the pate de campagne I was served at the tapas place with my sandwich
was more like chopped liver than anything by that name I had last time
I was in southwest France, the town is coming up in the world. It's
like a rough and ready little Petaluma in the making.
This is not what I'd expect in McKinney. Hooters, yes. Chili's, yes.
Upscale dining -- even attempts at upscale dining -- no.
So we returned with a friend to gather more information. We had wine
(a Spanish red for me, a coctail for our friend, and a surprising
Spanish rose for D) and snacks, err, tapas. It was all very
civilized. We ate Manchego with baguettes, lamb skewers, piquillo
peppers stuffed with goat cheese, spinach with chiles and raisins,
roasted potatoes, grilled chicken spiked with piri piri chiles, and a
small roasted garlic pizza with manchego and prosciutto. The waitress
was efficient, friendly, and seemed to really enjoy her work. I had
no complaints about the food. It was all most enjoyable. I'm going
back when I can.
Here's a link to their Web site: http://www.cafemalaga.com/
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