The late comedian and beloved social critic George Carlin might be surprised at how far America has come (some might say how much we’ve regressed) when it comes to uttering foul invectives, especially the “seven words” he postulated “you can never say on television.” While most of us still won’t vocalize the infamous “F-word” in polite company, its diminutive version has become part of our vernacular. Whether on screen or in print (or on shirts emblazoned with the abbreviation F.U. (which doesn’t stand for Florida University)) it’s “F this” and “F that.”
It’s been said that the F-word is the most versatile word in the English language in that it can be used as an action verb, passive verb, adverb, noun, adjective and even conjunction. Make it a gerund by adding “ing” and the F-word’s utility as an adjective is virtually unlimited. Like something and it’s “effing great.” Hate something and it “effing stinks.” At the very least, a bar and grill with the unique name “Effingbar and Grill” will get your attention. It’s not until you visit that you’ll determine whether it’s effing good or effing bad.
Our server jokingly apprised us that the “effing” part of the bar and grill’s name can essentially mean whatever we want it to mean, then clarified that the “Effingbar” is actually named for the owner’s hometown, Effingham, Illinois. While that may be the case, the menu is replete with items prefaced by “effing” and even if they’re not, you may just find yourself asking for the effing hot dogs or effing nachos then effing thanking your server when she effing delivers them. It’s a good bet she’s heard it all before.
We all like to think that the adult beverage establishment we frequent is the proverbial place “where everybody knows your name.” The Effingbar truly may be that place. Like Cheers barflies Norm Peterson and Cliff Clavin, regulars–and there seem to be many of them–belly up to their favorite bar stool for an unfettered view of one of the fourteen high-definition televisions, all turned to sporting events. The Effingbar and Grill also offers karaoke and live music as well as daily lunch specials.
Established in 2010, the Effingbar and Grill seems to have fallen under Albuquerque’s culinary radar a bit with nary an Urbanspoon review and only eight (mixed) reviews on Yelp as of this writing. Frankly, it might have escaped my notice, too, had it not been for a posting on the “Best Burger Review” blog touting the “best burgers we ate in 2014.” Described as “one of the most under-rated burgers in Albuquerque” and “nothing fancy, but, juicy and full of flavor,” far be it for me to pass up such a tempting appraisal.
With its masculine ambiance of dark wood accents and darkness punctuated by generous dabs of light emanating mostly from televisions and illuminated bar signs, the Effingbar and Grill won’t be mistaken for a fine dining establishment, but its culinary offerings are head and shoulders better than dive bar food. The menu offers an array of New Mexican entrees, certified Angus beef burgers (fresh, never frozen), sandwiches, hot dogs and even steak.
If you’re tired of insipid salsa that tastes good, but doesn’t bite back, the Efingbar and Grill has salsa you can truly respect. If you don’t exclaim out loud “this salsa is effing hot!,” you’ll at least be thinking it. It’s among the most piquant salsas in town, on par or even more piquant than the incendiary offering at Sadie’s Dining Room. We usually have a surfeit of chips remaining after quickly polishing off the salsa, but that wasn’t the case with this flame-eater’s delight. The queso isn’t especially piquant, but it’s got a very good flavor and perfect viscosity.
Visit the Effingbar’s Facebook page and you might be tempted to lick the screen. That’s because the page’s cover photo depicts the Effing Burger, ten ounces of fresh ground Angus beef cooked to your exacting specifications (though medium-well to well are recommended) and topped with American and Swiss cheeses, sauteed mushrooms, bacon, green chile and a large onion ring on a sourdough bun with lettuce, tomatoes and pickles served on the side. Perhaps the best thing about this burger is how the melange of fresh ingredients take a supporting role to the thick, nicely seasoned beef. The next best thing is how the green chile actually bites back. Though you can have this burger with fries or onion rings, its best pairing might be with the chile cheese fries Christmas-style.
New Mexican dinner offerings include an enchilada plate, huevos rancheros, burrito plate and taco plate. The taco plate is a terrific threesome of (your choice) tacos constructed either on hard-shells or soft tortillas engorged with seasoned ground beef, shredded cheese and chopped tomatoes served with a ramekin of salsa and sides of beans and rice. While the tacos are quite good, you might find yourself surprised at how good the rice is.
Pursuers of cheap eats will appreciate an occasional special of two hot dogs for under four dollars. You can have these fabulous franks dressed your way (mustard and relish for me) within a split wiener repository, but you’ll probably come away with a higher appreciation for how well they’re grilled. Few things in life are as satisfying as a simple hot dog or two.
The Effingbar and Grill is one of the Duke City’s most effing good surprises–a friendly, easy-going milieu that actually serves effing good food (and maybe even a PBR or six for my friend Bob).
Effingbar & Grill
5300 Sequoia Rd. N.W.
Albuquerque, New Mexico
LATEST VISIT: 31 January 2015
# OF VISITS: 1
BEST BET: Hot Dogs, Taco Plate, Effing Burger, Con Queso, Salsa with Chips
8 thoughts on “Effingbar and Grill – Albuquerque, New Mexico”
You, the Frug, the Twist, etc are yesterday’s news.
Try the Woodmark on the 2nd Tuesday of the month. It’s Geriatric Gigolo night with a Ladies’ Choice option.
Bell bottoms required. You could call yourself Bugaloo Bob and I would pay your .75 entrance fee and cover charge, including one PBR.
Cute Schuyler! Lo, you are right, but those Girly-Girl of yours https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fVkN0VhOuZ0 (after the ad) wouldn’t have survived at Epie’s especially if The Beav had been able to find me an old Vespa that I could have pulled up in, back in the day. So sad, no decent dance places left, especially where Folks might not ‘carry’. For the record, I’ve not been to El Bruto’s Fav, El Barra de Jugo de Ciruela in Placitas.
Alas, old age us getting me too…
I typed Corrales and caught myself…forgot to go back and correct!
Thanks “Careful….” for the cautionary note! Alas, I’m thinking you meant to type ‘the Village of Los Ranchos’, but no matter as same difference!!! Nevertheless, if you were around to see me Rancheraring in your neighborhood at Epies just north of 40/east of Coors, i.e. before Home Depot/Wallymart, you’d know what wherewithall I have, well, OK, had LOL!!!…but I’m working on it eating more Chile to work up to the Breakfast of Champions…Menudo!!!
A new gauntlet, if I’m reading the comment correctly.
Sounds like Bobo is being relegated to Jerry’s Geriatric Juice Jamboree, where you need a car older than the Beav to qualify for entrance.
Busted again, BOTVOLR.
I had an “aha” moment after reading your comment. I believe the Pet Shop Boys song “West End Girls” was written about Bobo’s wild days at Epi’s. Lyrics don’t lie:
Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables
In a restaurant in a West End town
Call the police, there’s a madman around
Running down underground to a dive bar
In a West End town
I live about a mile and a half from Effing Bar, just the other side of Ouray…not sure you could handle the West Side Girls there Bob. A little different *ahem* breed that what you may be used to in Corrales 🙂
Lest I offend any of the West Side ladies…I never said I can’t handle you, alas I feel Bob may not have the wherewithall to enjoy the ride!
Alas, ’twasn’t the lure of a PBR, but almost the price of gas going up 6+ cents that got me out of the house to gas up and thus drive to check this place out! If truth be told, add to that Gil’s great photog skills showing off the cleavage of those hot dogs and there I went. How can hot dogs…the Dog House variety or not…be ignored/resisted when grilled?
While shown herein with relish, I found I could add chopped onions and…if you are ready for this…chopped green chile, to one. For the other I went more traditional with just relish/onions/mustard. All in all, it is agreed as being a comfy, neighborhood/sportz bar per TVs, food, and ambiance ala Cheers. If I might, I’d ask for grilled buns and that they promote offerings to get a few more Chicas in as I’m not really all “into” spending time as a Bro-to-Bro…albeit it is the middle of the week.