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Alibi: Best of Burque WINNER - Oct 2013

alibi - Best of Burque Resturants WINNER! 

Best Commitment to Local Ingredients

There’s no argument that for local ingredients, Farm & Table is the best pick in town. How much closer can you get to your ingredients than by growing them in your own 3-acre farm next door to the restaurant? And the freshness translates through the creative kitchen to the table where the meals arrive beautifully plated, and with the flavor of each morsel true to its origins

Farm & Table was also chosen as the runner-up in the "Best Restaurant in the North Valley" category. 

Thank you to all of our wonderful guests who voted for us! Our gratitude runs deep. 

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Tuesday, 25 June 2013 15:42

Alibi - June 2013

Brunch for Every Possible Situation. Or four hypothetical situations - Read the full article here.

Your car broke down on Griegos: Farm and Table.

Yep, there you are in the warehouse district stuck for a good hour staring at a chain link fence, broken glass and the comings and goings of feral cats. As you gaze at the junk food wrappers blowing across the train tracks, you can’t help but think about everything that is wrong with our crapped-up world.

Maybe you should move to Colorado.

Well, that’s a terrible idea. A better idea is to get a good night’s sleep, wake up Sunday and google a bike route to Farm and Table. There on the patio, amongst the blooming tulips, flitting birds, acequia-esque fountain and verdant North Valley fields, industrial horrors fade away.

Start with the triple pastry plate ($7)—the lush, still warm, Grand Marnier bread pudding coffee cake, the thick slice of fresh carrot cake with an inch of scalloped cream cheese frosting, the heavenly cream puff with red chile caramel filling. See? It’s not all Ding Dongs and chain link fence out there.

The creamy blue corn pancakes ($9) will melt away your foolish notions about moving north. The tenderloin benedict with bacon bits, frizzled greens, poached egg and hollandaise ($14) will fortify you for a return to the city.

At Farm and Table, fresh and local ingredients are the crux of their magic. Everything just tastes more like itself and the earth comes back to center. Farm and Table is what’s right with the world and the best place to forget, for one morning, what’s wrong.

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Wednesday, 04 April 2012 18:00

Alibi - April 2012

Farm & Table

This market basket overflows with surprises

By Ari Levaux


The “farm to table” movement—or “field to fork,” or “farm to plate,” and so on—has been gaining traction in every corner of the country, and Albuquerque’s newest member of this growing club didn’t mince words when deciding on its name. After a long winter of teasing us via its Facebook page, Farm & Table finally opened on Fourth Street between Paseo and Alameda. The setting is gorgeous, inside and out. The food walks the walk and is reasonably priced for what you get. And the chef, Ka’ainoa Ravey, is a freaking genius.


Consider the braised South Valley pork belly, served in four little square slabs, each about an inch across, drizzled in butterscotch miso sauce and garnished with apple slices. The pieces were just small enough to make me consider popping the whole thing in my mouth, rather than biting each in half. The restraint was rewarded with an oral-gasm reminiscent of foie gras—but it was slightly chewier, with a meaty texture that reminded me I wasn’t eating liver. I was glad to experience that decadence with a glass of Gruet Pinot Noir in hand, the finest glass of New Mexican wine yet to cross my lips.

We sat in the spacious courtyard that overlooks 10 acres of farm fields. Most of the land is in alfalfa, but an acre and a half is tended by “farmers-in-residence”: Ric Murphy of Sol Harvest and Erin and Patrick Rich of Hip Chik Farms, both of whom sell to the public at area markets in addition to supplying the restaurant. Though it’s early in the season, the field is already producing greens. And while much of the restaurant’s produce is from right there, food also comes from Peñasco, Deming, Mesilla, the South Valley, Santa Ana Pueblo, Lemitar, Estancia, Bernalillo and other places around the state.


These ingredients are celebrated in the salads, including a farmer’s blend of local greens and tomatoes—a generous portion of grilled Bernalillo chicken can be added for just $3 extra—and a quinoa and roasted root salad. Both were appropriately dressed, said my salad adviser, who gave her rare approval to both. The vanilla parsnip puree underneath a cauliflower-based “couscous” entrée was dense and rich with an earthy sweetness. An entrée-sized appetizer of tempura-fried pickled vegetables beneath slabs of seared tofu, with a soy-based dipping sauce tasting subtly of cinnamon, was dazzling.


Besides the occasional piece of tofu or drop of citrus or vanilla, just about the only non-Zia items to be found on the menu are seafood, and any complaints we could muster at this were swallowed by the sound of crickets in the field. As mind-expanding as the pork belly was, Chef Ravey’s seafood was on another level entirely, as one might expect from the talented Hawaiian. Fortunately, locavore cred was preserved on each plate with plenty of reminders of where we are and what season it is. A special salmon filet in a saffron miso glaze reclined on a bed of mushroom quinoa. Also on the plate: a pile of steam-kissed fresh-picked pea greens that held a portion of gingery salmon tartar that reminded me of Hawaiian poke. That salmon choice came at the expense of the scallop entrée with bacony Brussels sprouts, white bean puree and assorted bits of molecular gastronomy—apple foam and faux caviar made from vanilla and balsamic vinegar.


I was hoping to catch up with those scallops on my return visit for brunch, but alas, it wasn’t an option. I settled for a garden omelet, speckled with veggies and chunks of local chorizo. Although the brunch contained fewer surprises and didn’t reprogram my taste buds the way the dinner menu did, it was damn good.

Dessert, on the other hand, gave dinner a run for its money. The sorbet trio included vanilla citrus, blackberry coffee and carrot apple sorbets, garnished with dehydrated slices of lime, orange and apple, respectively. All three had amazing flavor, although the texture of the apple carrot sorbet fell short—it was more like half-frozen juice than the perfectly creamy consistency of the other two. Hours later, the postre I fell asleep muttering about was the pastel imposible, an impossibly good spheroid of flourless chocolate torte with a hint of red chile, upon which was fused a layer of vanilla flan. If only the coffee had arrived at the same time, and not five minutes later. But rough spots like this are like temporary blemishes on a half-cut gem. Give this place another month, and I fully expect it to sparkle.

The bill brought a shock of a different sort. After ordering with the kind of hedonistic abandon that only the rich and those who aren’t paying (and restaurant critics) can enjoy, the tab was just $100. That’s two salads, two appetizers, two entrées, two glasses of wine, two desserts, a cup of excellent coffee and a cup of tea. Affordability has long been the Achilles heel of fine dining. I’m thrilled to see that Farm & Table has apparently solved this riddle.

The Alibi Recommends:
• Braised local pork belly
• Cauliflower "couscous"
• Pastel imposible 
• Requesting a courtyard seat near the fireplace

Farm & Table
8917 Fourth Street NW 
Dinner hours: 5 to 9 p.m. Wednesday and Thursday; 5 to 10 p.m. Friday and Saturday
Brunch hours: 9 a.m. to 2 p.m. Saturday and Sunday
Price range: $7 to $11 brunch dishes; $11 to $24 dinner entrées
Ambience: New Mexico to the core
Booze: Beer and wine
Credit cards: Yes
Vegetarian options: Plentiful

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