With a shotgun menu aimed to please everyone, DFG doesn’t appear much different from the last tenant. The menu is bigger, and what was once dark and clubby is now open and bright. And DFG has figured out the magic formula Houston’s perfected: Serve solid food and drink in a fun, energetic atmosphere and kill ’em with kindness.
DFG’s corporate mantra, plastered above the lanky exhibition kitchen, sums up the carefully fine-tuned just-folks philosophy: “Do right and feed every man.” Lunch caters to the business crowd with speed and plenty of meaty sandwiches, and to the Biltmore shopper with refinement and a plethora of small plates and greens. Come sundown, the atmosphere sizzles with human electricity, from the lean-in-loud main dining room to the landing-strip-like bar. There’s also a second-floor heated/misted patio – a fashionable spot to watch the day turn to night.
Libations are also a big part of the feel-good Del Frisco formula, including a dry Spanish rosé by the glass ($10), draft beer including a local pour, and a short but wily $10 cocktail list. The Skirt Chaser is a crazy good mix of Hendrick’s gin, St. Germain, lemon juice and a dash of Tabasco.
Sharable plates are filed under “Food to Fight Over,” surely a nod to the heart attack-good cheesesteak egg rolls ($10) – deep-fried wonton skins wrapped around thinly sliced steak swathed in gooey, melted cheese, served with chile sauce and honey mustard. It’s a sweet/salty/fat delivery vehicle that leaves me licking my fingers.
No one will fight over the black-eyed pea hummus ($9), served in a trendy crock with too-dry bread, plus grilled tortilla wedges and pickled vegetables. The hummus is too tart and grainy, but it’s a healthier choice than the scrumptious orbs of deep-fried pimento cheese fritters ($9). Deviled eggs, pricey at $7 for four halves, are worth fighting over: coifed high with mustardy, creamy yolks and drizzled with sweet, tangy vinaigrette and a drop of truffle oil. Flatbreads are so ubiquitous these days they’re close to jumping the shark, but I’d place DFG’s crisp-edged garlic and shrimp version ($14) studded with Schreiner’s chorizo sausage and cilantro pesto under the “Food to Fight Over” heading.
DFG’s main dishes are generously peppered with surf and turf. The 12-ounce Delmonico ($32), cooked to the temp requested, is a salt lick, raucously rubbed with powerful barbecue spices. The perfectly fine 16-ounce rib-eye ($39) is noticeably less salty, but if I’m hankering for steak, I’ll shell out a few more bucks at one of the Valley’s premium steakhouses.
A mammoth pork chop ($24) sporting a pleasant whiff of smoke and drizzled in a sweet, sticky bourbon cider glaze is impressive but too thick to get the temperature just right. Still, served over terrific creamy grits and topped with thin slivers of fried onions, it has potential when the kitchen cooks it precisely.
Veal meatloaf ($19) sounds good – two thick slabs drizzled in a rich, salty bordelaise mushroom sauce atop rustic mashed potatoes – but the meat’s squishy texture (too much milk-soaked bread?) and too much dried thyme turn this would-be winner into a no-go.
Lovely sea scallops ($27) steal the show with four plump, sweet, exquisitely-seared scallops on a bed of hominy dressed with lime, cumin, coriander and smoked tomato. Pickled Fresno chile slices add punch. The portion size is perfectly reasonable, but stacked next to other generous DFG dishes, it seems skimpy.
Chicken schnitzel ($19), fried an intensely golden brown and draped in naughty lemon butter sauce, is knee-slappingly delicious.
DETAILS
Del Frisco’s Grille
Cuisine: American
Address: 2425 E. Camelback Rd., Phoenix
Phone: 602-466-2890
Website: delfriscosgrille.com
Hours: 11 a.m.-11 p.m. Monday-Saturday and 11 a.m.-9 p.m. Sunday.
Highlights: Skirt chaser ($10); cheesesteak egg rolls ($10); seared sea scallops ($27); Delmonico steak ($32); chicken schnitzel ($19); lemon Doberge cake ($9)
