By Helen Patterson
and Kimberly Poff
The Restaurant at Gilcrease has one aspect which recommends it above all others: it accepts dining dollars as payment. It is possibly the only “fancy” restaurant which does so, and is certainly the only one which sells champagne. As such, these intrepid reviewers made the trip down 244 to see what could be purchased with campus funny money.
The Restaurant is nestled within the museum. Although it may be difficult to locate, friendly museum staff are happy to direct patrons, and admission to the museum is free to TU students. Given the fairly remote location of the museum, The Restaurant has an excellent view overlooking the forest. These reviewers even caught a glimpse of a bald eagle while seated near the far wall.
There were several soup and appetizer options, but the most interesting appetizer was the crawfish hushpuppies with chipotle remoulade. The hushpuppies themselves were crispy, and maintained a good texture. Biting into them was delightful. Unfortunately, there was too much cheese, and this overwhelmed the flavor of the crawfish. We did not receive any remoulade, so whether or not it was delicious remains a mystery.
A famous favorite among local Tulsans, Cosmo Cafe is the coolest spot in the extremely hip Brookside district. Although the areabetween 21st and 51st on Peoria is perhaps more of a jaunt for TU students than Cherry Street, the Pearl District, or Downtown, the food and drink at Cosmo make it well worth the drive—which is only about 10 minutes anyway.
Kimberly Poff / Collegian
During Tulsa’s annual Restaurant Week, entrees at The Wild Fork were paired with a lovely salad of baby greens (pictured above). The salad characterized the last tastes of summer though the use of sweet and juicy tomatoes, which contrasted nicely with the savory vinaigrette dressing.
The Wild Fork is a quiet restaurant nestled behind Moody’s in Utica Square. The dining rooms are full of windows letting in an ample amount of light tinted green by the trees. Patio seating faces a small park, and there is enough vegetation to hide the Starbucks on the other side.
Wednesday. And you know what that means: it means you will find me stuffing my face with puffy tacos at Elote, just a jaunt down 6th on Boston. Now, folks, I like food. I eat a lot. I am not picky; I consider my palate to be diverse in taste, and perhaps even a tad refined. BUT the vegetarian puffy tacos at Elote are the nearest I have ever come to crying over an item of food.