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Busy Beaver's

The fork-tender pork carnitas at Beaver's came on a slice of Texas toast that floated on a pool of savory greens surrounded by bacon and bean ragout and guajillo chile sauce. Wisps of fried onion garnished the homey masterpiece. Beaver's new chef, Jonathan Jones, calls this kind of combo plate "salt-of-the-earth Texas food." Jones grew up in La Porte with a European cook for a stepdad and a lot of Mexican neighbors — it's easy to see those influences on his ­cooking.

The Berkshire ribs are small and tender.
Troy Fields
The Berkshire ribs are small and tender.

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Beaver's

2310 Decatur St.
Houston, TX 77007

Category: Restaurant > American

Region: Heights

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Lunch hours: 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. Tuesdays through Fridays, noon to 3 p.m. Saturdays. Dinner hours: 3 to11 p.m. Tuesdays through Thursdays, 3 p.m. to midnight Fridays and Saturdays, and 3 to10 p.m. Sundays. Brunch hours: 11 a.m. to3 p.m. Sundays.

Meatloaf: $11

Burger: $8

Pork ribs: $11

Wings: $8

Mac and cheese: $6

2310 Decatur St., 713-864-2328.

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You may remember Jones as the guy who brought us Kobe burgers with house-pickled jalapeños, hot dogs with venison chili, and mussels steamed in Lone Star Beer at Max's Wine Dive. His other recent blackboard specials at Beaver's have included panfried black drum with pickled serranos and fried cabbage, as well as slow-smoked chicken over grits.

Located in the icehouse formerly known as Doodie's near Washington Avenue and Sawyer, the business was already named Beaver's when it was taken over by a group of partners, including Monica Pope and Andrea Lazar of T'afia.

Beaver's was completely revamped and reopened with an inventive cocktail list, a great craft beer selection and a menu of barbecue, burgers and creative comfort foods. The "neo-icehouse," as some called it, made Bon Appétit's list of "summer blockbuster" openings this year. "These are the restaurant openings for Summer 2008, with marquee chefs and lots of buzz," the magazine breathlessly exclaimed.

Beaver's actually opened in November 2007. It was immediately popular as a neighborhood watering hole, but the food was uneven from the start. On my first visit, last January, I sampled a wonderfully airy bison and beef meatloaf along with some dismal barbecue, which I described as a "big tough pork rib that tasted like it had been cooked with diesel fuel" and "brisket (that) had an aroma reminiscent of burnt rubber." ["Keep Houston Weird," January 24.]
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Beaver's started over when its famed mixologist Bobby Huegel and the original "marquee chef" Dax McAnear departed last month. McAnear went to go cook at Scott Tycer's Textile restaurant. Huegel is opening his own bar.

I decided to revisit Beaver's after I heard that Jonathan Jones had taken over the kitchen. But when I sat down for lunch, I was disappointed to find the same menu as before. The menu didn't change when Jones took over, the waiter explained. If you wanted to eat the new chef's food, you had to order from the blackboard, he said.

I ordered the only thing on the blackboard for lunch that day, a barbecued Berkshire rib plate. Instead of the ­dinosaur-size pork ribs Beaver's used to serve, I was delighted to get my hands on some tender little Berkshire ribs.

A lot of discriminating barbecue men cook the Berkshire "black pig" meat these days. The British Berkshire breed, "swine herd of the House of Windsor," is prized for superior flavor. These pigs yield a small rack of ribs that's perfect for tender barbecue. (Home barbecuers can find Berkshire ribs at Central Market.)

The Berkshire ribs at Beaver's had a nice smoky flavor and fell apart as soon as you picked them up — not unlike the ribs at Burns Bar BQ in Acres Home. They were served with a toasted bun, sauce on the side and some of the chef's awesome housemade pickles.

We started with an excellent seafood campechana appetizer with guacamole and sour cream. My vegetarian friend got the nut burger, which the menu described as a "protein bomb with Texas brown rice, cashews, walnuts, herbs, cheddar cheese and spices." He said it was tasty, but it fell apart in his hands as he tried to eat it. In the end, he declared it not worth the ­hassle.

The fresh fried potato chips with coarse pepper that came with the burger were splendid. He also liked the red cabbage cole slaw. I agreed it tasted fine, as long as you don't mind that the dressing was the same color as Pepto-Bismol. We also sampled the rich "macaroni and cheese," which might be more accurately described as a bowl of orecchiette pasta in a cheddar cream sauce with minced tomato.

My lunchmate loved the "old school potato salad." His grandmother in East Texas made a similar potato salad, he said. She started by mixing the yolks of the hard-boiled eggs with mustard and mayo and then tossing the potatoes, egg whites and pickles in the bright yellow dressing. I hated the runny dressing and found Beaver's potato salad way too soupy. Your opinion may vary depending on your own grandma's recipe.

We were both in agreement about the gray-colored, grainy-textured banana pudding. It was awful.
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On a happy hour visit to Beaver's, I sampled an intriguing salt and pepper margarita, made with a peppercorn-infused syrup and rimmed with coarse salt and pepper. It was one of the "front porch" drinks that sell for half price during ­happy hour.

We also got some half-price chicken wings — one of Beaver's best appetizers. The wings are marinated and then baked, so they have a pleasantly firm and chewy texture without a lot of grease. They come with a blue cheese dressing.

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  • EddieC_Esq 11/17/2008 3:26:00 AM

    Nothing can ruin your dinner quicker than being made to feel insignificant. Let me qualify what I am about to say by pointing out that I have been in the restaurant/bar business since I was 12 years old. Before I became an attorney I worked every position imaginable in a restaurant, from dishwasher to manager. I am critical because I was in the industry and I know what I was capable of so if I could do it, others can too. I just had a terrible experience at Beaver's. A place I was really excited to try out but woefully disappointed by the service. I get there and since I am alone I decide to sit at the bar. The bartender looks straight at me as I sit down a few seats over from a couple who also had the same idea as me. I think there was another guy at the bar and at table with a couple people at it in the bar area. The dining room had a few tables but nothing major; they certainly weren't "slammed". So I sit there and I wait...and I wait. I watch this guy take care of another couple that comes in to join the people at the table. Then I watch him take care of another guy that bellies up to the bar for a drink. Finally, he comes over and I ask for a menu. There's another heavy set guy there who is either the bar back or the 2nd bartender but dressed identically to the first who I made eye contact with. This kid doesn't even so much as look at me. So I wait and I wait some more. Not until the skinny guy tells him to come get my order does the chubby one come over and say, "What can I get you, boss?" What am I, a fucking guard at TDC? WTF? Whatever happened to "sir"? Irrespective of the fact that I am a 42 year old lawyer old enough to be his dad, he doesn't know me; he should be calling EVERYONE sir. So they finally get my order and I wait and I wait some more. I ordered the Smoked Sampler for 1 and the Iceberg Salad. One beer. The wait continues. No salt on my XX like I asked. No silverware. Just waiting. Finally, the food comes and the salad is completely wilted. The Ranch is not Ranch but Ranch with Chipotle, which I could've handled had it not been on a bed of wilted lettuce. The BBQ wasn't half bad, but nothing to write home about. Get no further attention from chubby boy and slim comes over all of ONE time since I got my food to check on me. He brings over another XX....still no salt. I had to order kosher salt separately. I finally have to get someone's attention for a to-go box and my tab. All the while I'm watching these guys chat it up with each other, count their tip money, yuk it up with the waitresses and fawn all over the other people at the bar. Now I'm sitting there wondering, WTF? I don't look like a bum. I don't smell funny. My money's green. What did I do to earn this type of indifference? The only thing I could think of was my skin is brown and all the other people in the place are white. Is that jumping to conclusions? Is that having a chip on my shoulder? Is that off-base? Maybe. Hell, since Nov. 4th, PROBABLY. But service people need to understand that there can be unintended consequences to their behavior. You may be careless or tired or just lazy all the time to everyone. But keep in mind, when you act that way to a minority customer in a SERVICE industry, he may take it the wrong way and never come back. Now, I talked to the manager and she was very nice and very apologetic. She even offered to buy my dinner, but as I pointed out, I wasn't saying something because I wanted a freebie. I was saying something because when I was a manager, I would've wanted to know. I wanted to make sure these boys were put on notice that their service was unacceptable that night. To that end, let me offer a little piece of advice to the staff at Beaver's: 1. When you make eye contact with a customer at least acknowledge their presence. Even if it's just a "Hi, we'll be with you in a second, sir." I don't care if you're working a double or your "in the weeds". It just takes a second. 2. Always refer to someone you don't know as sir, ma'am or miss. It's just plain manners. 3. Between the time you get someone their food and pick up their plates, you should check on them at least TWICE. If someone barely touched their food, you should ask if everything was alright. And if it wasn't, do something about it. 4. And finally, this is for ALL THE BARTENDERS IN HOUSTON, learn to to take MORE THAN ONE FUCKING DRINK ORDER AT A TIME! Not everyone is going to come in and ask for Intergalactic Raspberry Clusterfuck at the same time. Most people will ask for a couple of beers or your run of the mill Jack & Coke. If the first guy asks for two Bud Lights, go ahead don't be afraid, ask the guy behind him what he wants too. It'll probably be another Bud Light and a Miller Lite. You can handle that, can't you? Sure you can. I have faith in you. If it weren't for the manager, I'd give up on this place pretty quick. I'll be back and give them another chance. Hopefully by then they will have taken my advice or gotten some new staff. I understand this place ain't Morton's, but when you pay $30.00 for a plate of BBQ, a salad and a couple beers, you expect a little more than just being ignored.

  • Eddie_Esq 11/17/2008 3:21:00 AM

    Nothing can ruin your dinner quicker than being made to feel insignificant. Let me qualify what I am about to say by pointing out that I have been in the restaurant/bar business since I was 12 years old. Before I became an attorney I worked every position imaginable in a restaurant, from dishwasher to manager. I am critical because I was in the industry and I know what I was capable of so if I could do it, others can too. I just had a terrible experience at Beaver's. A place I was really excited to try out but woefully disappointed by the service. I get there and since I am alone I decide to sit at the bar. The bartender looks straight at me as I sit down a few seats over from a couple who also had the same idea as me. I think there was another guy at the bar and at table with a couple people at it in the bar area. The dining room had a few tables but nothing major; they certainly weren't "slammed". So I sit there and I wait...and I wait. I watch this guy take care of another couple that comes in to join the people at the table. Then I watch him take care of another guy that bellies up to the bar for a drink. Finally, he comes over and I ask for a menu. There's another heavy set guy there who is either the bar back or the 2nd bartender but dressed identically to the first who I made eye contact with. This kid doesn't even so much as look at me. So I wait and I wait some more. Not until the skinny guy tells him to come get my order does the chubby one come over and say, "What can I get you, boss?" What am I, a fucking guard at TDC? WTF? Whatever happened to "sir"? Irrespective of the fact that I am a 42 year old lawyer old enough to be his dad, he doesn't know me; he should be calling EVERYONE sir. So they finally get my order and I wait and I wait some more. I ordered the Smoked Sampler for 1 and the Iceberg Salad. One beer. The wait continues. No salt on my XX like I asked. No silverware. Just waiting. Finally, the food comes and the salad is completely wilted. The Ranch is not Ranch but Ranch with Chipotle, which I could've handled had it not been on a bed of wilted lettuce. The BBQ wasn't half bad, but nothing to write home about. Get no further attention from chubby boy and slim comes over all of ONE time since I got my food to check on me. He brings over another XX....still no salt. I had to order kosher salt separately. I finally have to get someone's attention for a to-go box and my tab. All the while I'm watching these guys chat it up with each other, count their tip money, yuk it up with the waitresses and fawn all over the other people at the bar. Now I'm sitting there wondering, WTF? I don't look like a bum. I don't smell funny. My money's green. What did I do to earn this type of indifference? The only thing I could think of was my skin is brown and all the other people in the place are white. Is that jumping to conclusions? Is that having a chip on my shoulder? Is that off-base? Maybe. Hell, since Nov. 4th, PROBABLY. But service people need to understand that there can be unintended consequences to their behavior. You may be careless or tired or just lazy all the time to everyone. But keep in mind, when you act that way to a minority customer in a SERVICE industry, he may take it the wrong way and never come back. Now, I talked to the manager and she was very nice and very apologetic. She even offered to buy my dinner, but as I pointed out, I wasn't saying something because I wanted a freebie. I was saying something because when I was a manager, I would've wanted to know. I wanted to make sure these boys were put on notice that their service was unacceptable that night. To that end, let me offer a little piece of advice to the staff at Beaver's: 1. When you make eye contact with a customer at least acknowledge their presence. Even if it's just a "Hi, we'll be with you in a second, sir." I don't care if you're working a double or your "in the weeds". It just takes a second. 2. Always refer to someone you don't know as sir, ma'am or miss. It's just plain manners. 3. Between the time you get someone their food and pick up their plates, you should check on them at least TWICE. If someone barely touched their food, you should ask if everything was alright. And if it wasn't, do something about it. 4. And finally, this is for ALL THE BARTENDERS IN HOUSTON, learn to to take MORE THAN ONE FUCKING DRINK ORDER AT A TIME! Not everyone is going to come in and ask for Intergalactic Raspberry Clusterfuck at the same time. Most people will ask for a couple of beers or your run of the mill Jack & Coke. If the first guy asks for two Bud Lights, go ahead don't be afraid, ask the guy behind him what he wants too. It'll probably be another Bud Light and a Miller Lite. You can handle that, can't you? Sure you can. I have faith in you. If it weren't for the manager, I'd give up on this place pretty quick. I'll be back and give them another chance. Hopefully by then they will have taken my advice or gotten some new staff. I understand this place ain't Morton's, but when you pay $30.00 for a plate of BBQ, a salad and a couple beers, you expect a little more than just being ignored.

  • JohnM 11/09/2008 6:07:00 PM

    I've tried Beaver's four times, violating my three strikes rule. I should have followed my one strike rule used for truly bad experiences. On 3/4 visits service was horrendous. The staff just didn't seem to give a crap about their jobs as "servers". We spent most of the nights asking for things; napkins, a fork, a spoon, water, a second cocktail after our glasses sat empty for 20 minutes, a dessert menu, etc. It would have been laughable if the prices were not so precious. Secondly, I've never been impressed with the food. Every dish seems to be doctored to be "different" for the sake of being different instead of being better. The potato salad as you mentioned is atrocious. The mac & cheese is a joke. Not that it should be "normal", but it is a whole lot of nothing - why bother. Paying for bread in a supposed BBQ joint is offensive. The ribs and brisket were tougher than tough. It's like they baked the meat for 20 minutes and slapped sauce on it. Nothing was outstanding, except perhaps the cocktails when you could get one. This is not a place to go for BBQ. Let me add that I am a huge fan of Monica Pope. I've been a fan since she opened the Quilted Toque where I dined three times a week. Living across the street at Court at Museum's Gate facilitated the frequency, as did the routinely quality experience. I loved Boulevard Bistro and regularly dine at t'afia. Beaver's is a major, MAJOR disappointment.

 

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