Posts Tagged ‘food’

The blow Up. 24 hours later.

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010

Readers, y’all rock my world. Thanks for all the awesome support, kind words, toasts and thousands of thumbs Up! The kickoff was splashy & brassy and was a hell of a lot of work fun to pull off.

@UpAgency was the #1 trending term on Twitter for Phoenix and surprisingly, we were flooded with unsolicited job inquiries (not including intern interest). Bonus: media people we really, really respect said some very encouraging words to us.

What more could we ask for? Thanks for the love!

Now let’s get this blog focused back on food…

A New York Minute, Or Two.

Thursday, July 8th, 2010

View from the top of the world

I’m on day three in the city. But not enough time to write + eat + drink + work. If you wanna keep up, follow me on Twitter!

I’m taking a minute to recap the James Beard dinner.

1. The house is amazing. Four stories and you enter through the actual kitchen. Tons of funky history on the walls including Beard’s psychedelic chef coat.

2. Greg blew everyone away. Pasta was my favorite course.

3. Sat with new friends at Bon Appetit.  Talked food, NYC and the ridiculousness of SB1070.  Got encouragement to write an op-ed piece on the subject.

4. So proud of Greg and team. So nice to be in the company of giants in the industry.

VIDEO: Here’s a poor quality video of the main dining room.

-JxP

BAR REVIEW: The Piano Room in downtown Flagstaff

Friday, June 4th, 2010

I loooove latex in my cocktails. Wait, what?…

Taking a cue from our server at Tinderbox Kitchen in Flagstaff, @azhotdish @petitefromageAZ @DoesntTweetAZ @thewildlavender and I braved the icy 40-degree weather and walked to a new cocktail joint in downtown Flag.

The cutting winds nearly froze me to the concrete. For a moment, I didn’t think I could go on. Luckily, Joel (@azhotdish) picked me up and carried my shivering body to the bar.

He was like my bar mule, and I was thankful.

I hitched my mule outside our destination; The Piano Room. You enter this “speakeasy” through a narrow doorway in the alley, walk up a few steps and your in a small bar surrounded by large brick walls and warm lighting. Think ski lodge rather than speakeasy. Cute and cozy with intimate tables, a handsome bar and even a VIP nook big enough to accommodate all 5 of us (including my mule).

The server was very kind and enthusiastically bragged on the Italy-trained chefs turned bar owners that infuse their own vodka in the basement below. Very cool! Clearly the place to be in Flagstaff.

flag_balloon02The actual menus were a neat idea, but a little rough looking… Printed and pasted inside old books from the Flagstaff library. Laura suggested a little glu-stick on the menus might make them more presentable. The pages with actual menu items were randomly placed throughout the books, making it tricky to navigate.

At $8 bucks a pop, we all found interesting cocktails that were also easy on the pocket book.

And then it happened.

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Yep. Those are frozen water balloons in the drinks.

According to the server, the owners/chefs decided that regular ice watered down the cocktails too much when melted.

  1. You know that yummy latex taste when you blow up a balloon? Yeah, now make a drink with that.
  2. It was like a birthday party with the colors of balloons served in our drinks. Blue, yellow…etc.
  3. The balloons were so big and the glasses so small, the actual cocktail was probably only 1.5 oz or so. ($8 bucks)

The positive: The place has the bones of a winner. In fact, I really think it should be a winner. Lower the lights, fix the menus, and don’t ruin your handcrafted, house-infused drinks with rubber (or latex, or whatever balloons are made of these days).

Luckily, my fresh grapefruit juice cocktail was served tall, sans balloon. There were some interesting and good things happening with everyone ’s cocktails too, but we just couldn’t get past the balloons.

Bottom line, I’d love another reason to visit Flagstaff regularly! Hoping to come back up soon and I will certainly stop by again.

Hell, I might even save on gas and ride my mule.

-Your cocktail pal JxP

The Piano Room – Flagstaff, Arizona
http://theflagstaffpianoroom.com
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