Bright suns, fellow travelers! Mashable is back in the world after a fast reconnaissance trip to Black Spire Outpost at Star Wars: Galaxy’s Edge. Though there were a few hiccups on our journey, like that time this reviewer got caught by the very first order riding Star Wars: Increase of the Resistance, but all of our blaster injuries have recovered and we’re prepared to speak about what’s truly important on the outer rim planet of Batuu: the food.
There’s a lot to consume at the station, some of which are the very best darn vittles on the galaxy, but others of which are better prevented (or at least left to non-human tastes). Here’s the conclusive guide to the treats, meals, and bar scene at this occurring galactic hotspot.
Food drink The Extremely Good
Because of Black Spire Outpost’s recently acquired status as a crossroad in between many various factions in the galaxy, the food found in its markets and snack stalls is wonderfully varied and can fit practically any taste buds.
Those whose planetary custom-mades avoid eating meat should go for the Felucian Kefta and Hummus– a plant-based “meatball” and pita spread that is among Batuu’s best offerings. This customer hates cucumbers in every form except for the tomato-cucumber relish served with this Kefta. It’s that great.
Also scrumptious are the Smoked Kaduu Pork Ribs at Docking Bay 7 Food and Freight, which come with purple cabbage slaw and a corn muffin, and the Ronto Covers at Ronto Roasters at the far end of the Black Spire Marketplace. The Kaduu Pork Ribs’ meat falls off the bone and is pure comfort food for any starving tourist.
As for the Ronto Wraps, there are a few varieties however they all come down to one tasty pork sausage covered in puffy pita bread. The most popular is the basic Ronto Wrap, which features a spicy, crunchy slaw that could beat sauerkraut’s butt in a bite-for-bite taste fight any day of the week.
Any issues about the droid worker barbecuing the Ronto meat over the repurposed podracer engine that functions as Ronto Roaster’s grill are unfounded, by the way. This reviewer examined in with him and he’s great, just bad-tempered and in need of an oil modification.
The last must-try item in Black Spire Station is the Batuu-Bon, a regional cake and mousse combination that appears like a small purple Death Star and is obscenely fun to consume. Thwack it with a spoon, cut it in half, or get real gross and see if you can pack the entire Bon in your mouth (do not, you’ll choke). It’s the Station’s signature reward and it would be a pity to visit without trying one.
Food drink The Not As Good, Subjectively
Similar to any intergalactic travel, your mileage may differ on some of the other meals provided below the spires of Batuu. The Endorian Garden Salad is allegedly excellent, but the concept of crossing all of hyperspace for lunch and settling on a salad is, rather honestly, depressing.
Likewise, the Surabat Shrimp Noodle Salad is cold and rejuvenating, but not different to many other noodle salads found on other, better worlds.
That Batuuan Pot Roast is fine too. Unlike the Felucian Kefta spread, it did not convince this reviewer to happily eat something she regular dislikes (in the case of the pot roast, it’s onions. Bleh, onions).
Food drink No Thank You, Kind Batuuans
The bright side is that the majority of the food on Batuu is tasty. It’s all coded for human intake, the discussion is excellent thinking about the world’s reasonably remote place, and the portions do not weigh you down.
However, there are some products readily available at Black Spire Outpost that might not be as appealing to human visitors as it is to other residents of the galaxy. The Blue Milk offered from the milk stand, for example, tastes like potpourri and has a wintry, slimy consistency that takes a while to leave one’s mouth.
There is also Green Milk offered at the stand, however this reviewer chose not to take the risk on a second glass.
The only full meal this guide would encourage visitors to completely avoid is the Endorian Fried Chicken Tip-Yip, which looks like popular Earth dish chicken and mashed potatoes with gravy but tastes as if it is not. Whatever they’re feeding those Endorian chickens is not right, and if the New Republic had not taken off in the First Order’s horrific attack against the Hosnian System, one would be well within their rights to report the Endorian Chicken Farming Guild to the relevant authorities.
Food drink A word on Oga’s Cantina
Run along now younglings, it’s time for the adults to have a little chat.
If you’re searching for a place to sip on something advanced in a peaceful, loungelike environment, hop on your ship and set your collaborates far from Batuu. If, nevertheless, you’re searching for a party at Black Spire Outpost’s most popular cantina, get on the list for Oga’s.
This. Location. Has. Everything. A repurposed pilot android dropping ill beats from the DJ cubicle, a cadre of courageous bartenders who aren’t afraid to inform First Order officers to pack it, and a menu of beverages that make your bottles of aged Yavin moonshine look like hyperdrive fluid.
While this reviewer did not get a modification to attempt all of the alcoholic drinks on the menu (Mashable truly ought to send a Wookie next time, they have much greater tolerances and remarkably discerning tastes buds), two standouts for taste and presentation are the Fuzzy Tauntaun and the Bespin Fizz.
Both are sweet, fruity cocktails, however the Tauntaun is peachy and comes topped with a generous quantity of white foam. When the server brought the Tauntaun to our table, she warned us about the foam, claiming that it was known to have an unusual impact on human nerve systems. She was right.
The Fuzzy Tauntaun foam numbs whatever skin it can be found in contact with, making it enjoyable to consume through buzzy, tingling lips and extremely enjoyable to boop on other individuals’s noses.
As for the Bespin Fizz, it had the cranberry flavors of a wintry vacation drink combined with the chemical powers of a mad science laboratory, bubbling and smoking noticeably down to its last couple of drops.
Before you enter Oga’s however, certainly use your Aurebesh translator to have a look at your house rules outside the cantina. There are some quite particular ones on there and it would be a pity if you got tossed out of the gangster’s den since you didn’t understand monkey-lizards were banned and tearing people’s arms off was frowned upon.
And make a reservation, for Force’s sake! Oga’s the last individual in Black Spire Outpost you wish to piss off.