By Jim Duncan CVFDude@aol.com
Valley
Junction (VJ) is now the most
successfully branded name among
metro neighborhoods, but the words
get stuck on my tongue. In my
formative years, “VJ” was a defunct
train station and the Fifth Street
strip was “downtown West Des Moines.”
That’s where I rode in mom’s shopping
cart at Way’s Market, and where
I was taken for haircuts, pharmacy
orders, banking, movies and dreaded
doctor’s appointments. None of
those services can be found on
Fifth Street anymore, having been
replaced by jewelry design groups,
galleries, specialty shops and
cafés, just as Gallery
Walk (on Friday) supplanted high
school homecoming as the big Fall
event. Yet the new shops resurrected
VJ and preserved an historic part
of Iowa.
While the transformation took
shape in the ’70s, VJ didn’t really
come of age till the early ’90s,
when Su Nong remodeled doctors’
offices and brought dim sum to
Iowa and tablecloth service to
pan Asian cuisine. Antique shoppers
began lingering over lunch. Other
stylish cafés followed
until Nong cut back her hours.
Some patrons trace the peak of
VJ civilization to the day Café
Su stopped serving lunch some
five years ago. Alas, the downslide
days are over. The venerable café
is again open at midday (Wednesdays
through Fridays with Saturdays
soon to come). As if that weren’t
enough to warm the hearts of discriminating
shoppers, Nong’s dim sum menu
has been revived, too.
With a nostalgic nod to the
’70s and ’80s, Café Su
defines “VJ style.” On my visits,
music exhausted the Leonard Cohen-Stan
Getz-Tony Bennett repertoire and
art included David Driesbach’s
drug period and one of Robert
Indiana’s once ubiquitous “LOVE”
prints. I have not seen so large
a female-to-male lunch ratio since
the Younkers Tea Room closed.
I even saw a lady using a compact
mirror to powder her nose. Flowers,
both real and glass, were artful.
Paper lanterns, ceiling fans,
neon and corrugated aluminum crafted
a time-tripping milieu. A picture
window looked out upon a more
modern scene — a very organic
garden of rusted sculpture, weeds
and dead sunflowers.
The dim sum menu (Friday and
Saturday only) included 34 small
plates ranging from the very familiar
(crab Rangoon and egg rolls) and
the recently typical (spring rolls
and pork buns) to pure Cantonese
dishes one rarely finds in Iowa
(red bean puffs and lotus pastries)
and even some fusion creations
(curry beef rolls). Rice balls
were delightful golden concoctions
of sticky rice and seasonings
fried crisp in hot oil. Mustard
wraps brought moist green leaf
wrappers and tightly formed pork
filling. Curry beef rolls tasted
like South Asian street food at
its best, think samosa fillings
in pot sticker wrappers. Several
kinds of dumplings and shu mai
(stuffed dumplings formed to look
like budding flowers) were spot-on,
wok-fried so that the wrappers
had multiple textures, not deep-fried
to a consistent crisp. Spinach
chicken dumplings and lotus buns
are worth a weeklong wait.
That’s not always possible though,
so the regular menu must tide
one over during the workweek.
Fortunately, nearly half the dim
sum items can be found there,
too. Substantial entrées
include Chinese and Southeast
Asian wok-fried dishes characterized
by fresh sauces and vegetables
— even the water chestnuts were
crisp. These dishes are healthy,
chicken and tofu outnumber pork
and beef choices. The dessert
tray included outsourced cheesecakes
and several original manifestations
of Su Nong’s obsession with chocolate
cake. The beer menu was three
pages long while the wine list
ran $12 to $65, fitting a place
that holds the entrée price
level well under the $15 threshold.
Café Su
225 5th St., West Des Moines
274-5102
Wed. - Fri. (Sat. in November
- December) 11 a.m. - 2:30 p.m.
Sun. and Tues. - Thurs. 4:30 -
10 p.m.
Fri. - Sat. 4:30 - 11 p.m.
Side dishes
Tienda Michoacan in Valley Junction
is now making fresh grilled tacos
and burritos… Researchers at the
University of Maine have created
the first potato-derived plastics.
Bet you thought that had already
been done with processed frozen
fries. CV
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