Omara’s is really tucked away, across from the pastel-colored Continent off of 161 and Busch Blvd. A google search reveals absolutely nothing about the restaurant, so it has the cleanest of slates. I think it might have gone through a name change (nee: Andino Chicken), but the inside and menu is almost certainly the same as I remember.. The rotisserie chicken (Pollo al Carbon) that they pride themselves on is still as present as ever, ¼ of a chicken for $5.00. Compare this to the California chain El Pollo Inka, which sells a ¼ chicken for 8.25…
The appetizer, Papa Rellena, is a sight to behold. Mashed potatoes stuffed with ground beef and spices are deep fried into a golden brown orb. Just a light crust keeps a hungry diner from getting to the perfectly-textured mashed potatoes. Served with fresh and lime covered pickled onions with little diced hot peppers mixed in on the side, this dish was executed perfectly.
The pollo al carbon could have been crispier (where the chicken was crispy was absolute bliss), but the chicken was full of flavor. In a typical rotisserie chicken, a bite is flavorful if you get part of the spice-rubbed skin, but once you get into the chicken, it is not. At Omara’s the spices and herbs penetrate the chicken so that every bite is flavorful, even when the spices have to compete with the stronger taste of the dark meat. The chicken came with a choice of sides which I can’t quite recall now. The cassava fries were starchy and good if dipped in something, but nothing remarkable. The store manager/waitress/part-time cook/owner? brought out a yellowish sauce, which might have been for one of the dishes or perhaps all three, I wasn’t really sure. It has sort of funky tanginess to it, and a definite kick. She said it was made from the aji amarillo, a yellow chile pepper only found in Peru. The sauce is completely unique, and you’d be hard pressed to find it in the Midwest, so we should consider ourselves lucky to have it in Columbus.
Lomo Saltado is as typical as Peruvian dishes come. I had the pleasure of having some Lomo Saltado in Peru, so I speak with a little bit of expertise. And while I was pretty disappointed with the dish when I had it in Cuzco, I’m happy to say that Omara’s preparation was much better. The dish is strips of beef stir-fried with peppers, onions, and tomatoes over a bed of French fries. The dish is slightly garlicky and salty with a hint of soy, almost verging into Chinese food territory. The beef strips were well-cooked and trimmed of fat very well, and the dish as a whole came together quite nicely with a generous sprinkling of cilantro on top, despite the seemingly odd inclusion of French fries (believe me, it’s as traditional as Lomo Saltado comes). The wedges of tomato, which can lose texture and make sauces watery, held together and stayed refreshingly crisp and fresh. How college kids haven’t discovered Lomo Saltado is beyond me, because it sounds like the perfect 1 a.m. drunk meal—filling, nonsensical, and flavors mixing that they’ve never tasted before.