The Wild Fig was one of the new additions to be part of the Dine Out Vancouver Festival this year. Being one of the lonely restaurants in Coquitlam and after a study in their menu, I decided to come here with “the gang” (9 of us). For those unfamiliar with The Wild Fig, they are inside the Executive Hotel in Coquitlam. We came on a Saturday evening with reservations, I actually haven’t been inside here before. Upon walking in, I was caught by the glowing purple lighting. (Thought to myself, this place looks pretty decent.) It was a busy evening, as they had a live band doing some-type of swing music, the dance floor was full of people, and we were sitting right next to the dance floor. (Little did we know it was 60’s night, nor were we told at reservations or else I’m pretty sure we would have alternate plans). You can imagine an entire evening trying to carry conversations over the really loud music.
Let’s shift gears and talk about the food! After all, we’re “dining out”.
My girlfriend ordered the “Tuna Martini”, seared rare Albacore tuna with cherry tomatoes, fig, jalapenos, lemon, lime juice, and shredded daikon and carrot. It was an interesting dish, the tuna tataki was a bit salty and the daikon/carrot contrasted with no flavours. The chemistry just wasn’t there for this dish.
I had the sweet & spicy beef bites, which reminds me of something like Manchu wok at the food court. It was a much nicer presentation of course, the CAB beef was tender.
“Notyetafoodie” had the arugula salad with micro greens, curry champagne vinaigrette, peach, candied cashew nuts, figs, buffalo mozzarella and tomatoes. Her take on the salad was too much dressing on the greens, the buffalo mozzarella tasted good but it was cold and not melty.
I’m not sure what to call this dish as it wasn’t on their original dine-out menu and a few things were added on the menu, this being one of them. “Tall guy” and “Music guy” had this. The bread was hard.
After having the appetizers, everything went down hill. Our entrees did not arrive till another hour or so later, and the not so good part was we were left unattended until I got up and waived down one of the servers because I could not located our server. Our server eventually brought us complimentary bread because we waited long for our entrees and was apologetic. We still waited another good 10 minutes till our entrees actually arrived.
Here’s the funny part, the dishes arrived lukewarm at most. My girlfriend ordered the baseball steak (medium rare), charbroiled well. It’s a Certified Angus beef centre cut strip loin, with jeera hash and sesame gai lan on veal port wine reduction, balsamic essence. The dish was executed poorly, you can see it in the photo with the reduction sauce poured onto the outer rim of the plate.
This caught my eye when studying the menu the night of, as it wasn’t on the original dine out menu. A braised lamb shank in red zinfandel, Fig, spices, shoe string potatoes, and brussel sprouts. The lamb shank was tasty but a bit dry, a little bit of sauces would’ve complimented well. The brussel sprouts was probably the best thing on the plate. The shoe string potatoes were not crispy.
After the entrees it was already 10pm, (2.5 hours into our dinner) and dessert was still a long time away. We again had to asked for dessert. It was a trio of chocolate banana cheesecake, mini Belgian chocolate cup Picasso, and an Okanagan fruit tart, hazelnut grissini and blueberry compote. The dish arrived cold (which means it was from the fridge). The compote was rock solid, couldn’t even be scrapped off the plate. Overall, the desserts were a bit too sweet for my Asian tastebuds. If I had to pick a favourite, it’d be the fruit tart.
By the end of the night, we were all exhausted from waiting. The front of the house manager was seen walking around but never once was he upfront on apologizing for the delay. In fact, I had to raise the issue with him. We ended up waiting for our bill for another (what felt like a long time). Our dinner for 9 totalled for over 3 hours! Probably one of the longest dining experience I’ve ever had as a food blogger. Well, at least we’ve sat through the entire playlist of the live band that evening.
Literally, “calling it a night”!