While we were at Hotel Congress, we indulged in adult beverage aplenty, some delicious food, and streamlined yet comfortable accommodations. I loved that in keeping with the historic quality of the hotel, the guestrooms are not equipped with televisions. This kept us out of the room and out and about. The measure undoubtedly reduces electricity thus contributing to the Hotel Congress Sustainability Champion nomination for the 2018 Historic Hotels Annual Awards in Excellence.
Was it the third consecutive stop on our margarita tour of the southwest 2018? Confirmed. The beverages at the Hotel Congress Lobby Bar were just delicious and to say that I overindulged in margaritas would be an understatement. The absence of a television made it easier to catch up of rest and easing my subsequent margarita fever. Some people call it a hangover. Three beverages is my threshold.
Cup Cafe is another one of the food and drink establishments at Hotel Congress. Dinner started with Kung Pao Calamari and for me, ended with Niçoise Salad. After a diet of pasta and grits and breaded everything in the preceding days (and minutes before my main was served because, calamari), the green stuff was good stuff.
Dinner was delicious but breakfast is when Cup Cafe really shines. I loved the Trout Benedict and the Cup Cafe team listened – and delivered – when I asked for extra crispy bacon. My husband was experiencing indecision with his breakfast; he was considering the Chilaquiles Verde and the Braveheart (a dish with smoked beef brisket, sourdough, grilled tomatoes, sautéed spinach, gruyère cheese, two poached eggs, sausage gravy, and hotel potatoes). With help from the waitress, I encouraged him to order the latter as it was so unique to the restaurant and he has had chilaquiles. He followed up his savory breakfast with a slice of blueberry pie. Who orders pie for breakfast?
My husband.
Sincerest thanks to Hotel Congress for sponsoring our stay.
