Kitchen Table

Kitchen Table seems like the name of a pretty basic restaurant right? Wrong. This shit is everything. It’s a tiny little space that packs a huge punch to the mouth in flavor and offerings. There is literally something for everyone here and if they didn’t have it, they staff is so nice they’d probably make it for you anyway.

Chefs Antonio Nunez and Javier Chavez created something special here. It’s located in a little strip place in central Henderson you wouldn’t even know existed unless you’d heard all the hype. I sometimes wish most hadn’t heard the hype because it gets packed but I couldn’t be happier for its recent success.

I was hungry. I had to eat a lot too because we were day drinking shortly after. As I normally do, I ordered the menu. Tostadas, Tacos, Croque Madame, and Egg Shooters to be precise. We’re going to talk about the big boys, the Suckling Pig Tostada and Croque Madame.

The Tostada was originally an after thought. It was the result of them being out of Monkey Bread (those bastards). It worked out for the better after I read the description. The Tostadas were comprised of crispy tostada shells layered with melt in your mouth suckling pig, sweet slaw, fresh crema topped with a quail egg. Crunchy, succulent, fresh and absolutely insane. The flavor was out of this world. I found myself tell the couples next to us to order it, it was so good. I don’t talk to strangers and I hate the general public if that puts it into perspective. So good, you talk to people you hate and tell them to order it.

The Croque Madame was the epitome of everything bad that everyone loves pushed between two thick cut slices of Challah Bread. Between the bread you have think cut ham, béchamel and cheese. The top was also covered in béchamel but topped with a sunny side egg. The egg porn was otherworldly, much like the flavor. To save this was hardy would be an understatement but it was truly indulgent. I could eat this for breakfast everyday if my heart allowed it.

P.S. Enjoy the photo of me and my wife day drinking at Ghost Bar Day Club with happy tummies and a fist full of cheeseburger.

Bottom line, you need this, you want this, i'm not a hypnotist but I know you be there next week for lunch and at my doorstep shortly after to thank me.