Posts Tagged ‘JuxtaPalate’

Returning to the motherland.

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010

stock_photo_SanFran

My apologies to everyone following my tweets and blog over the past two weeks. You’ve suffered through negative quips and bitches about the state of things in my life.

Things are looking a little brighter today so I thought I’d share some positive news.

I’m going to San Francisco!

Arizona apparently isn’t big enough for my binge eating so I’m off to my favorite food city for some much needed epicurean therapy. I’m aiming for the weekend of March 18th, but it may be postponed to April, depending on work schedule.

A friend recently returned from a “R&D” trip to San Fran. I’ll admit that my trip has similar purpose, but I’m also focused on having a good time.

Any recommendations? What do you love?

Completely uninterested in your “conflict of interest” issues.

Thursday, February 25th, 2010

Whatever happened to the American dream of doing what you love for a living?

I love food. Always have. I cook. I eat & drink. I comment about food. It’s not work, it’s a lifestyle. And a chaotic one, at that.

My day job?

I get to talk about great food to as many people as possible. My boutique media firm helps generate buzz about Arizona’s best food, drink and dining spots. We provide media relations & marketing for local businesses.

“But Ty… you can’t write a food blog AND represent restaurants AND tweet praise/criticism on other restaurants…. all at the same time.”

Bullshit.

My life has always revolved around food (and music.) In fact, my clients depend on it. I love to talk about food both on and off the clock. However, when I tweet or blog, I openly disclose any business relationships.

I’m not a journalist. I’m certainly not a food critic. My blogs and tweets are packed full of typos. (Plus, with tweets like “cocktail abortion & eatin’ dress,” I’ve pretty much closed any doors to journalism opportunities.)

So anyone you see taking cheap shots at me is doing it from ten steps behind me. Yep. I’m talking to the petty PR fossils, attention desperate has-beens, and anyone else with conflict of interest issues. Those are your issues, not mine.

Have fun playing catch up.

I hope someday you’ll find what makes you happy.

NOCA is still killing y’alls!

Sunday, February 7th, 2010

When I grow up, I want to be Eliot Wexler.

Even when his acclaimed restaurant is closed for Superbowl Sunday, he’s answering the phones to make sure each guest talks to a live person.

The master restaurateur picked up the ringer when I called for a last-minute dinner reservation tonight. He politely explains that they are closed and offers a reservation for another night.

Wow.

Not only was he cool enough to give his staff the night off (…and the subsequent hangover Monday), he personally takes over the customer service to make sure guests are accommodated.

This is not unusual for NOCA.

The ever-perfectionist Eliot often answers the phone for his own restaurant and personally oversees the first impressions of all dining experiences at NOCA.

What about the food? You don’t need me to talk about it. The endless local and national reviews cover that. It’s epic.

I’ve dined here many times and I will always be fan.

Watch out Eliot. I’m taking notes. When I open my restaurant… will I be a friend or a formidable adversary?

btw… I’m not affiliated with NOCA in anyway. In fact, I made a bid for the NOCA contract back in ’08, but wasn’t picked. I should actually be bitter, but I can’t deny how much I love this place. When I eventually reach true foodie maturity, I hope to be as worthy as Wexler to operate such a fine establishment.

January’s List of Fame (or Shame?)

Thursday, January 28th, 2010

Shame

For anyone doubting my waistline woes… here’s a new monthly list of restaurants that have made sure my digestive tract is… well, on track. For those counting, yes there are more listed than there are days in the month so far.

Sadly, this doesn’t even include any fast food slip ups. (probably not disclosed for fear of public shunning)

See any favorites? Share ‘em.

Did I forget any? Probably.

Questions on any? Ask!

5th & Wine
Caffe Boa
Chipotle
Classic Italian Pizza
Dave’s Electric Brew Pub
DelFalcos Deli
District American Kitchen
Don & Charlies
Essence Bakery Cafe
Estate House
FnB
Fred’s at Barney’s New York
Hana Japanese
Hanny’s
Honey Moon Sweets Bakery
Hot Pot Caribbean
House of Tricks
Kazimierz World Wine Bar
Metro Brasserie & Bar
Modern Steak
Morning Glory Cafe
NOCA
Quiessence Restaurant
Quik Wok
Rancho Pinot
Posh
Side Bar
St. Francis
The Mission
The Vig
Virgie’s Restaurant

UPDATE: Here are a few I forgot
The Lodge
Sweet Republic
Liberty Market
Cafe Lalibela

ADDITIONS: New to the list
Culinary Dropout
Daily Dose
Rula Bula
Five Guys Burgers & Fries
Prado

“Tornado Watch” my ass. Sip on this, Mother Nature!

Thursday, January 21st, 2010

Dark

When life gives you shitty rainy weather… shake up a Dark ‘n Stormy, I say!

Looking outside tonight, my booze hoarding has prepared me for anything Mother Nature has to throw at us in these end of days. I’ve stocked the bar with assorted rum as if the Armageddon is just around the corner.

If you see a zonked out, asiany-looking guy floating down University Drive, please be kind.

Throw him a lime wedge.

Make a Dark n’ Stormy:

Shake 1.5oz Cruzan gold rum with .75ozĀ  lime juice.
Strain into Collins glass.
Top with ginger beer and give a gentle stir.
(Reed’s is best, in my opinion)
Float .75 Cruzan Black Strap rum on top.

I’ve been “outed” by social media.

Monday, January 18th, 2010

Outed

It’s no big news that folks are getting more savvy to monitoring their brands on social media. Even the little guys.

On a recent food-binge Sunday (Metro, The Mission, Caffe Boa, Classic Italian, Caffe Boa again,) we chose Classic Italian Pizza for dinner. As usual, I checked in via Brightkite (which updates both my Twitter and Facebook statuses.) I happily tweeted praises and photos of our perfect pies.

Halfway through the meal, a young waitress stops by our table and asks, “Which one of you is Ty?”

I sulk in my seat and slowly raise my hand.

She smiles and explains that the owner was monitoring my activity from home. He called and asked her to find out who I was. Yikes!

Another example: This past weekend, I was downtown at Hanny’s during another binge night (Hanny’s, The District, and St. Francis.) I checked in with Brightkite and ordered a classic Sidecar.

The drink earned my signature and dreaded “Cocktail Abortion” tweet (too much Cointreau turned it into a froo froo sweetsie drink.) It’s a nasty tweet, I know.

Disclaimer: Here’s where I speculate… but my observations were confirmed by my cocktailing friend.

A few minutes after the tweet, we saw the server and bar staff pointing our direction and talking. Sure enough, the server appears minutes later with two new cocktails for us.

His explanation was awkward as he nervously set down the glasses. He claimed that the bar mistakenly made extra drinks of our exact order. No charge.

We thanked him and he walked back to join the bar staff as they watched us drink the reattempted offerings.

Coincidence? Or maybe I was just over-sensitive from my recent “outing” at Classic Italian. I’ll never know because I didn’t ask. I was pretty freaked.

Regardless, I’ve prepared myself for future incidents resulting from my public eating & tweeting. I’ll be ready to stand by my comments. I’m sure as hell not a journalist, but it’s probably a good idea for me to establish ethics and rules of engagement with businesses, owners, etc.

I’ll be ready next time. Bring it on.

Do you have a similar story?

P.S. Jay W., I know you stalk me too. :-)

A haiku offering to you Michele.

Friday, January 8th, 2010

Michele chats and chews

Lead us with your fork and spoon

Food in your stomach

She’s always jet setting to Japan, so I thought a haiku would be appropriate thanks for the shout out from Phoenix New Times food critic and friend, Michele Laudig.

Gasp! Perhaps it was a food-poisoning-induced delirium that lead her to write the post. I hope not!

Joking aside, I love love love reading her Chow Bella posts everyday and the Cafe section in the weekly print.

Cheers Michele! I shall have to invent a new cocktail in your honor.

New Mexico and back. In 24 hours.

Sunday, January 3rd, 2010

Shiprock

As you read this, I’m on the road back to my hometown of Shiprock in the Four Corners area of New Mexico. It’s a sudden “family matter” trip so it will be a quick turnaround. I don’t have the nicest memories of the town but maybe this visit will inspire more frequent returns.

I’m not driving (thankfully) so I’ll be Tweeting photos and blips from the passenger seat (@JuxtaPalate.) Because I’ve made this trip hundreds of times, I know there are plenty of interesting stops and things to see.

The destination is a small desert valley town named for the monolithic volcanic rock nearby. The town borders on the reservation and the population is mainly Navajo.

Mountain

What about the food?

Glossy fast food restaurants diminish the rural look of the dusty town. Sadly, they are a major cause of health issues in the community.

However, if we get there in time I can check out the weekend shanty town (literally) flea market where I might score childhood favorites like mutton stew, fry bread, Hopi cookies, Hopi bread, steam corn, mutton sandwiches and more.

Goodbye Arizona. See you tomorrow.