What a coincidinck . . . I was searching your WordPress blog for Ex Novo yesterday, and now here it is . . . signed, sealed, and delivered.

I had their passable IPA (you can’t make a bad IPA) and ordered the Carne Adovada Egg Rolls. The bartender was affable, his name Azure . . . but we called him Blue for short.

In short order a plate of food was delivered, but it didn’t look like egg rolls. A few minutes later, staff returned to grab the now cold dish of Brussels Sprouts and get it to its rightful owner.

Finally, my order arrived and I tucked in.

1) The egg rolls were ensconced in thick and tasteless wrappers more suitable for an Italian Cannoli, the Carne Adovada meat dry as f*** and not even a hint of chili. The sauce didn’t help at all. Maybe it’s just me, but egg roll wrappers should almost stink of old gutter oil.

2) Chow Mein sauce is merely light and dark soy, oyster sauce, a touch of sugar and a dash of wine, sesame oil and maybe fish sauce. Reduce it a bit to intensify the flavor. This puddle of goo was more likely residue from a can of Campbell’s soup. NO FLAVOR!

3) And the noodles . . . thick, overcooked, no texture. In fact, I think they weren’t oriental egg chow mien noodles at all (easy to find, just look for the chicken on the bag and the words, ‘Chow Mien’) but spaghetti.

So, ‘chef’ managed to insult New Mexican, Chinese, and Italian cuisine all on one plate! And that can be yours as an appetizer for $14. And you can thank Joe Biden, Komrade Harris, and Mayor Keller for the offensive line of homeless beggars and face-tattooed Venezuelan gangsters you have to negotiate just to get from your car to the front door.