The new Whole Foods rocks. In a word.
Last night I made my first visit, and thankfully the opening week hordes had thinned out. See, I didn't want to just wander through like a tourist, I wanted my first visit to put it to a test. After all, if you can't successfully shop for dinner there and feel good about it afterwards, then no amount of sushi bars and walk-in beer coolers and cheese-tasting islands is going to make up for it.
So I went with the vague idea that I wanted to pan-fry some fish, and have a vegetable and maybe another side. We ended up with red snapper, sliced portobello mushrooms sauted in butter and garlic, steamed broccoli, and French bread.
The fish counter is very much improved from the old Whole Foods. (Note, when I say "old Whole Foods" now, I'm talking about the previous Whole Foods, not the true old one that was up where Cheapo Discs is now. Man, it's confusing now that "old Whole Foods" is so ambiguous. Must be how the old timers feel when they say "the old Antone's".) Anyways, fish...the fish counter isn't as big as the one at Central Market, but all the product looked great, and it was cheaper than CM too. Everything was marked as either wild or farm-raised (with lots of it wild).
The produce section rocks. I would put it on a par with Central Market size-wise, but something about it was just more appealing than CM.
The bakery stomps Central Market. No question. Central Market's bakery has really gone downhill in the past year. It's come to resemble a standard HEB bakery now. But everything at Whole Foods had me drooling...the desserts, the pies (Central Market hasn't had pie in months!), the breads. The chocolate stand is fantastic. It never occurred to me til now...Central Market has a great selection of packaged chocolate from around the world, but why don't they have a real chocolates counter where you can get handmade stuff and assemble custom boxes of bon-bons?
The plain old French baguettes at Whole Foods are fantastic, by the way. They're a lot like New Orleans-style french bread now...very crispy crust but light inside with lots of big air bubbles. Not like your typical baguette, and better than either the baguette or the pain francais that Central Market has. Good po-boy bread, I 'm thinking. I picked up some Irish butter to saute the fish in, and between cooking the fish and cooking the mushrooms and devouring this lovely bread, we went through almost a half pound of butter.
(Irish butter is better than sex, by the way.)
The new meat counter also blows Central Market away. I'd guess it's twice as large. Granted, Gina's a veggie so I rarely get to cook meat at home, but damn.
I visited the cafe at the Whole Foods in mid-town Manhattan last summer, and I was astounded. It was unlike anything I had ever seen...vast salad bars, hot and cold buffets, pizza ovens. At the time I thought "geez, Whole Foods is based in Austin, how come New York gets all this and we don't?" Well, we've got that now, and more. Hell, the seafood section has its own cafe. CM has six soups in its prepared foods section, but WF has six soups JUST in the seafood section. Six seafood soups, and more of other kinds elsewhere in the store. There's even a sushi bar.
Central Market just finished a long and painful remodeling. They expanded the store, they re-arranged things, but it's still Central Market, just bigger.
Whole Foods has reinvented itself. They have taken the food-geek superstore concept to a whole new level. It is truly astounding. They've blown Central Market off the map.
So, the downsides...traffic and parking. 6th & Lamar has always been a pretty congested intersection, but now it's also a destination. The underground parking garage is also laid out weird, with lots of strange offshoots and one-ways and no-left turns, etc. Last night around 6 it wasn't so bad, but today at lunch, they had two cops and a bunch of employees directing traffic just to keep people from meandering around down there and causing gridlock. Hopefully it will get better as people learn their favorite ways into and out of it.
These are my first impressions. I need time to think more about what it all means. What it means in regard to foodieness, and corporateness, and traffic and congestion and new Austin vs. "Keep Austin Weird". But it definitely means a lot of something.





OK, explain Irish Butter to me.
You see, I was raised in one of those heathen margarine-consuming households and as a result didn't really discover the wonder that is butter until my teens. Since then, it's been something of a cholesterol-laden love affair. My wife's family still talks about how (OK, they mock me. Whatever) I used to eat bread with more butter on it than bread, and sometimes even just ate pats of butter because yes, it was really just that good.
I must know more of this better-than-sex butter of which you speak.