We’re almost exactly halfway between the Rio Olympics and last year’s Brazilian World Cup — and while the eyes of the world have been on South America, it’s been watching and learning.
Brazilian and Latin American restaurants are beginning to pop up more and more frequently and Mango — in Sauchiehall Street — is the latest.
And it’s more than just a restaurant, it doubles as a nightclub and a bar too.
Now, I’ve never been to Brazil — unless you count the Blue Brazil as Cowdenbeath FC are often called — so I can’t tell you how authentic Mango is as a flavour of the favelas. But I can tell you, it’s pretty good food, and it’s excellent value.
A few weeks before my review date a group of friends I play football with ended up here and had some food. We dined from the small plates menu which retail at £3.95. Or, if you time it right, three for £6.
The chilli con carne (isn’t that Mexican?) was particularly good as were the sides of salsa and bean salads — so good the same one’s on the menu twice.
After tucking in and discussing who was Pele and who was the equivalent of that Brazilian Rafael who played at Celtic, one Ronaldo wannabe (and not in football terms) suggested ordering up a couple more. Most of us cried ‘Neymar’ or something like that. We must have all had full Pele’s, I mean, bellies.
Enough football chat now because this isn’t a sports bar and the footballers go nextdoor to Nico’s.
It’s going to be an event space as well as a restaurant-bar with dancing and samba bands, so something rather different to your standard Sauchiehall Street fare.
Anyway. On the review date itself it was Mrs Oliver and I for an after-work early dinner.
I had Salmon topped with mango — appropriately enough — and it was an interesting combination between the sweet mango sauce and fresh salmon steak, which was nice enough on its own. While the topping was sweet the salmon itself was very fresh and not too ‘fishy’.
Mrs Oliver had oven-baked cod which was flaked with coconut for an exotic taste.
To finish I had a taste of a mango cheesecake and she tried some chocolate truffles.
Glasgow doesn’t have a restaurant like Mango and with samba nights planned there’ll be a little more to dinner than fish and fruit (and football).
So, if you’re hungry on Sauchiehall Street take my advice, “Come on man, go!”
373 Sauchiehall St