Dear cVillains,
It’s hard to say I’m sorry. But I’m sorry. If you have not been to Mas in the past couple of months because of my criticism veiled in sexual metaphor eight months ago, I want you to know that Mas and I are back on, after all that we’ve been through.
Hot and heavy.
I mean that literally this time. My servers warn against handling the plates when they arrive because they are hot, and also heavy. Also, we recently ordered a variation on a rilleno in which two spicy poblano peppers were stuffed with turkey and breading and grilled, then placed over a rich but delicate cream sauce– it was very hot and heavy. The carne asada too. Perfect, no exaggeration.
The service the past few times I’ve gone is the best I’ve ever experienced, too. C, C, L, J, B, and the rest are just salt of the earth. And I’m not saying that figuratively, because it’s accepted that human blood is about 0.9 percent sodium chloride.
So, dear readers, please go to Mas, and send them my love.
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that video still makes me cry everytime, damnit lilith!
Mas has always been the bomb. Let the haters hate. I’ve never had anything but wonderful meals and competent service there.
They have a new guy host in there that actually seems to care about service. Also, I’ve noticed that some of the more prone to not caring about customers wait staff has cheered up slightly. Maybe it’s because the outdoor patio doesn’t stress the place as much or maybe they had a nice woopin’ cause they read this site.
I like to think it’s the latter.
I’ve never had a problem with service at Mas - but if I can’t get one of Courtney’s tables, I just sit at the bar.
Mas is awesome. Sure, it’s hard to get a table at 7:30 on a Friday (shocking!), but if you want food after 10pm, then there is no alternative. (Unless a cheese plate at C&O suits you) Love the food, love the booze (Chimay on tap!), love the service. I don’t know where you got that stuff wrong. Of course, you can’t pick up a male prostitute like you can at X Lounge, but other than that, Mas rules.
Courtney rocks!
I have to wait for a table after 7:30 on any night, not just weekends. Does anyone know what the “regulars” situation is? Every time I go, I see maybe a dozen people at the bar or sitting who seem like they’re always there and know everyone.
OK. 7:30 is peak dinner hour. You’re always gonna run into crowds at a decent restaurant at peak hour. (It’s one of the signs that the restaurant is actually, you know: good.)
I’m glad you enjoyed your Mas experience. I love that place. I go in there probably once a month - sometimes less often, sometimes more - and the only time I’ve had weird service, it was either slam-packed, or a new server was on duty. The food was still great, and I learned the secret: show up after dinner hour - 9:30 at the earliest. Sit at the bar, take your time, have a blast.
That’s about how often I go too Cripsy. I like the late night suggestion!
Save me a Chimay!
I miss brunch.
Me too nay nay. It was a sausage fest.
Literally, figuratively.
I ate at Mas with a friend last weekend… and have to say IMHO there is a vast variation in the ingredients/degree of effort that goes into the dishes which I am not sure is reflected in their relative prices.
Firstly may I state that for 2 skinny bitches we can really eat a lot, so we ordered a delightfully huge number of dishes. One of them was laughable… bread, a piece of sweaty cheese and half a sliced apple. (Chu-Ching $8 I think)
Okay, moving rapidly on we were then presented with a similarily priced plate of splendiciously succulent shrimp with a side of aioli which was the closest thing to an orgasm on a plate, swiftly followed by dates wrapped in bacon which had me having multiples and the couple beside us asked to be reseated.
The spinach salad with mango dressing was a joy… only to be followed by what looked like a self-assembled blind pig farmers lunch of dry bread, Ham-a-la- pretension and more sweaty cheese. It was so dry I felt like I had swallowed a lifetimes supply of Alum for an 19th Century Prostitute. Only a completely dehydrated sponge had more fluid in it than my mouth, as I used a robust spoon to pry my raspy tongue from the roof of my desiccated mouth. CVille tap water?… yummy yummy bring it on.
Do I love Mas? Absolutely. Do I think the menu is hit-and-miss? Absolutely. Does the imbibement of copious quantities of booze make up for the odd erroneous dish? Yes… but heck alcohol makes a fucking Arby’s chicken BBQ sandwich nearly palatable…. note I said NEARLY, since the aforementioned Arby’s offering is the only time I have ever paid to eat pure shite in a bun.
Floozy, you are my new virtual crush. You had me at blind pig farmers.
So, what happened to Mas brunch anyway? I hope that it’s seasonal and will be back in the spring?? If not, I’m so, so very sad. I love their brunch, and they didn’t stop serving at 2pm like all the rest.
Not what I heard, stevsie, not what I heard. Cassis stopped their brunch after a shorter stint, with no regrets.
People can have a hard time hiding stress at the end of a weekend, either from a hangover or imminent work week or both. Brunches are not particularly profitable unless the booze is flowing. And because the size of the crowd varies, I suspect that it’s hard to justify ALL of the prep work.
But man, Charlottesville loves brunch.