City Side Cafe
An "immovable" feast of the most generous proportions
by Dawn Keable
53 Pine Street
Providence
272-6660
Open Sun - Thurs from 11 to 12:30 a.m.
Fri and Sat until 1 a.m.
Major credit cards
No access
You have to be in reasonably good shape to dine at the City Side Cafe -- or at
least strong enough to pull out your chair. The narrow-backed seats are really
cool --made with shellacked particleboard and steel rods -- and fit the
minimalist/industrial decor of the restaurant. But not only are they
deceptively heavy, they are equipped with pads to prevent them from scraping
the floor! (Okay, the floor is a gorgeous hardwood.)
The night we went, my boyfriend Andre and I were struggling with the chairs so
much, I thought we'd be forced to eat standing up. But once we were finally
seated, there was no chance of either us tipping over -- and we looked so hip
sitting there!
At the time, the City Side was packed with a Friday-night, after-work crowd,
especially in the bar area. Andre and I decided to join in this unofficial
celebration of the weekend from our table, with a round of drinks. For an
appetizer, I let Andre talk me into potato skins ($5.75).
I think I'm a freak of nature, but I'm usually not crazy about potatoes. These
were great, though! Five (hey, the menu said six; did our waiter need a snack
on the way to our table?) deep-fried skins surrounding a mound of cool sour
cream. Heaped with a blend of melted Swiss and Cheddar cheese and topped with
crumbled bacon, the potato skins were amazingly crispy. This counts as a
vegetable serving from the four basic food groups, right?
Okay, so maybe that's a bit of creative dieting. Still, I think my meal
knocked off at least one of those daily requirements -- if not two or three.
I'd selected the grilled chicken salad ($6.75), after all, for my main course.
The strips of tender boneless chicken had been marinated in a balsamic
vinaigrette dressing for a mildly tangy flavor, and they were served over an
incredible assortment of garden vegetables. The foundation of this huge
creation was a crisp mix of iceberg and romaine lettuce. From there, the dish
included big, juicy plum tomatoes, black olives, cucumbers, onions, shredded
carrots, shredded red cabbage, and jalapeño peppers. Phew! All was
deliciously fresh!
Andre also went with a salad, one custom-designed for him. You see, he wanted
a small Caesar ($2.35) to accompany his meal. Officially, City Side offers only
a large Caesar, but the kitchen readily fielded his request. If you, too, would
like to sample the exclusive Andre salad with crunchy romaine lettuce, black
olives, tomatoes, croutons, tomatoes, cucumbers, and Parmesan cheese, simply
drop his name. If that doesn't work, wink twice and slip the waiter a $20.
As for Andre's entrée, he ordered it right off the menu. (Imagine
that!) He picked the chicken parmesan ($10.50), and his serving was so
enormous, it looked as if an entire box of penne, cooked perfectly to an al
dente firmness, had been dumped on his plate.
On top of this were two generous chicken cutlets, which had been grilled for a
nice smoky flavor and then baked with imported Provolone cheese. The entire
dish was topped with a delicious tomato sauce which had the perfect degree of
sweetness.
What else could Andre have possibly desired? Dessert, of course.
There were two specials, so naturally we had to sample one of each. Andre
chose a slice of carrot cake ($3.95). (He didn't have any energy left to design
his own confection.) Topped with a light, whipped-cream frosting (and a
cherry), the moist cake had a tasty natural carrot flavor and was not overly
filling.
I ordered a piece of strawberry cheesecake ($3.95), a crust-lover's dream with
a graham-cracker layer on both the top and bottom. The richness of the
cheesecake was complimented by a simple strawberry sauce, while cascading
slices of strawberries and a dollop of whipped cream finished this perfect
culinary picture.
It was hard to push ourselves away from the table -- not because we were so
full that we couldn't move (although we were close to the breaking point), but
because we couldn't get out of our chairs. Next time, we'll try moving the
table.