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Minor affair


There’s nothing better, from a hard-core investigative reporter’s point of view, than when a story just…appears. Out for a leisurely Friday night in Scottsville recently, Restaurantarama stumbled across not one but two breaking developments in that town’s dining scene, which seems to churn along as frothily as the nearby James River. 

    Breaking development number one: That very evening, May 12, was the grand opening of one Minor’s Diner in a pink-hued wedge-shaped storefront that used to house a place called China Moon. Using our razorlike
observational skills, we noted a cheery sandwich board out on the sidewalk and a certain hustle-and-bustle around the door. But it wasn’t until we got owner
Clinton Minor on the horn that we really got the inside scoop.

     Minor and his wife, Morgan, took over the spot in late April and did a quick renovation on the tiny space (it seats around 14, plus nine or so at outside tables). The idea, says Minor, is to bring back the old-fashioned diner. But don’t think chrome, busboys in paper hats, or doo-wop sung by bobby-soxers. Instead, think intimate neighborhood hole-in-the-wall. “A diner is a social zone,” says Minor. “There’s not enough diners around. Other businesses want to make everything real big.”

    Minor, who’s previously cooked at Blue Light Grill and Wild Greens, says part of the concept is that he as the cook is a visible, personal presence in the business. “In most diners you only have one cook. I interact with everybody and they can see me cooking. It’s like ‘Hey, how you all doing?’” Better, thanks, now that we can get black-and-bleu burgers, catfish sandwiches, and mozzarella sticks on Valley Street.

Good morning, John-Boy

Breaking development number two: The Dew Drop Inn has a sign posted in its window saying it’s undergoing an “extreme makeover” and will reopen June 1. The Dew Drop closed last October, but with six decades of history behind it and immortalization on the TV show “The Waltons” (which is set in a fictional town based on nearby Schuyler), it somehow makes sense that the Dew Drop saga will continue. New owner Fran Milstead says she and her husband Billy are making extensive updates to the space to appeal to a family crowd, but that the menu will be largely the same as before. Fixtures like the James River platter (featuring a half-pound burger), Wednesday night open mic, and bands on Fridays will be duly reinstated.

    Poke around online for the Dew Drop, and you quickly realize that this place does have a bit of a legend surrounding it. Here’s a bit of dialogue from “The Waltons,” spoken (according to one fan site) by the character Grandma: “That Dew Drop Inn…. [you] might just as well be in Sodom and Gomorrah.”

    Says Milstead, “I get calls every day for reservations.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A summer away

Back in mid-March, a fire shut down the Court Square Tavern, and owner Bill Curtis has since been running Court Square in exile over at his other place of business, Tastings. He calls the displaced eatery “The Elba Room” (get it?) and says it’s doing all right. Meanwhile, Court Square itself won’t reopen until late summer, but Curtis says he’s taking the opportunity to upgrade the kitchen and thus the menu: “It’s going to be more elaborate food. I’ll be able to have things on the menu I can prepare with large convection ovens, not just under a fireproof hood.” Come the dog days, when we see a menu, you’ll be the first to know.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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You gotta fight…

A lot’s happening on W. Main Street these days. Last week we brought you news of Southern Culture’s new stewards, Christian Kelly and Peter Castiglione (formerly of the Clifton Inn and Zocalo, respectively). They’re set to reopen Southern, with a different name, later this year. This week, we shuffle over to Southern’s next-door neighbor, Blue Bird Café, which—though it certainly hasn’t closed—is nonetheless shaking things up a bit. In a bid to re-energize, owners Brent Pye and Chuck Hancher have hired a new chef, Roderick Lee, and are planning some menu changes.
    Blue Bird, which opened in the ’80s and moved to its current spot in the early ’90s, has suffered in the rapidly expanding world of Charlottesville dining. To be linked with words like “staple” and “reliable” can be a mixed blessing in a market where “fresh” and “novel” eateries are constantly popping up. (By our count, over 40 new restaurants opened around town last year. Plenty closed, too; on a side note, Elle’s Grill in Woodbrook Shopping Center has recently departed.) Without getting all theoretical, Restaurantarama is tempted to call Blue Bird an example of what academics label a “contested site.” In this case, the contestants would be old and new Charlottesville, duking it out with homey comfort foods on one side and trendy fusion fare on the other.

    While Blue Bird isn’t exactly switching teams—they’re keeping their name and aren’t making any major renovations—they’re definitely trying to score a few major points. “The Downtown Mall in the last five years has blossomed,” says Pye. “Now it’s the destination area.” Belmont’s renaissance is another factor in declining business, says Pye.
    The strategy, quite simply, calls for better food—cooked and served by a staff that’s been completely replaced since Pye and Hancher bought the place in January 2005. “The loyalty of the [former] staff was still toward the old owners,” says Pye. “We had a really tough time with any change of direction.” Lee, the new chef, brings culinary-school credentials; his resumé also includes a stint as the sous-chef under Timm Johnson at Scottsville’s Brick Café.
    The new menu (and its companion, the new wine list) won’t debut until the first week of June, but we did get a few hints from Lee about what it might contain. Look for ceviche (maybe, says Lee, a Southwestern style with avocado rather than the more familiar Italian version), prime rib, a heftier steak selection, and a move toward couscous-based sides.
    Significantly, both Pye and Lee were careful to say that the Bird’s signature crab cakes are not going anywhere. “They sell very, very well,” says Lee. Score one for the old.

…And fight…

In a similar bid for renewal, what used to be Sylvia’s on the Downtown Mall is now Vita Nova. The “pizza-slice-in-seconds” formula that Sylvia’s had long practiced (and which Christian’s Pizza has also
mastered, with notable success) is now
a “pizza and pasta” format. Owner Giovanni Sestito spent eight years running his Downtown shop as well as Sylvia’s on the Corner; in January, he sold the latter (it’s now Bambina’s) and has since devoted himself to revamping the former. What a change! A space that once resembled a high-school cafeteria is now done in warm browns and yellows, with a new floor, ceiling and counter. And there are salads and pastas in addition to the slices. Sestito reports a good response so far. “It makes people curious, you see,” he says of his updated, stylish sign. Score one for the new.

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Mint condition

The first time this Northerner ordered iced tea in a restaurant south of the Mason-Dixon, we didn’t understand the funny looks from other diners when we stirred in a spoonful of sugar. One sip made it clear: This was sweet tea, and the sugaring had already been done. Now, for some there’s just a little too much sweet in sweet tea. Soup to Nuts owner Kathy Kildea admits that neither she nor her husband is a big fan of sweet tea, “but this tea is an exception!” Look for Kildea serving up her signature Citrus Mint Tea every Saturday at City Market, along with lemonade, cinnamon rolls, breakfast crescent rolls, spanikopita, salsas, dips, and a selection of frozen dinner entrees. During the week, Kildea’s culinary treats are available at her kitchen and custom catering shop at 1110 East Market St. There she serves breakfast and lunch from 8am to 2pm Tuesdays through Saturdays. The menu includes BBQ and chicken-salad sandwiches, taco salad and weekly specials that she e-mails to customers. In addition, you can pick up a frozen dinner entrée or two, such as vegetarian curry, chicken cacciatore, or, if they’re available, Kildea’s chicken pot pies and quiche, which are, she says, “sort of the things I’m semi-famous for.” And don’t forget to mix up a batch of tea to go with your meal, sugar! – Pam Jiranek

Soup to Nuts’ Citrus Mint Tea

6 quart-sized tea bags            2 oranges, sliced
About 4 oz. fresh mint            2 lemons, sliced
    (20 or so stalks—use leaves and stems)    4 limes, sliced
8 cups boiling water            3 cups sugar
 
Place tea bags in heatproof pitcher or bowl. Add fresh mint, crushing leaves and stems to bring out the flavor. Heat water to boiling, and pour it over tea and mint. Let steep for at least 30 minutes.
    Put citrus slices in a standing electric mixer bowl with a paddle attachment. (A hand-held mixer won’t work for this job.) Add the sugar to the fruit, cover mixer and bowl with a towel (to keep fruit in the bowl and limit splashing), and mix on low speed for about 5-7 minutes. As it mixes, the pulp and juice will separate from the peel and give you a syrupy concentrate—plus you get the added flavor of the essential oils from just below the surface of the peel. (If you don’t have a stand mixer, you can just juice the citrus, mix the juice well with sugar, and add it to the tea mixture. But, says Kildea, “you’ll miss all of those essential oils!”)
    Place a colander in a bowl or pot large enough to contain the citrus juice and the tea/mint mixture. Strain the fruit mixture through the colander (you’ll still get some pulp through), and then pour the warm tea/mint mixture through the citrus peels. This helps “rinse” all the citrus yumminess from the peels. Discard tea bags, mint and peels from the colander, and use the liquid as a concentrate. This recipe should yield about two quarts tea concentrate: add an equal amount of water to taste, then pour over ice and serve. You can easily adapt this recipe to your taste, using more or less mint, sugar or fruit.

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Ay, there’s the rub

While Ryan Ford isn’t exactly Sam, his Organic Butcher shop in Main Street Market “takes pride in resuscitating the traditional butcher shop of days past,” with oneon- one customer service, a knowledgeable staff, and freshly cut and specialty dry-aged meats. The modern twist is that the meats are free of antibiotics and additives, and full of natural flavor and nutritional benefits.

    Just in time for summer grilling, you’ll find locally raised beef, pork, chicken, lamb and baby-back ribs. And speaking of ribs, Ford is letting us in on the secret to his signature dry spice rub, which not only makes the ribs taste great, but can also be used for “identical savory results” with the Butcher’s other organic meats and chicken. Organic Butcher offers pre-brined (soaked in a saltwater bath to add moisture and tenderness) and pre-rubbed meats, or you can do the rub part yourself by using this recipe, or buying it pre-mixed in the shop. In addition, look for the Butcher to start carrying organic wines in the next few weeks. And for those heading towards D.C., you can check out OB’s sister location in McLean, which sells organic meat and wine, as well as fresh seafood, local produce and a variety of artisan cheeses.
– Pam Jiranek

Organic Butcher’s Baby-Back Ribs

2 racks of ribs, 2 lbs. each, or other meat of your choice

Spice Rub
1 tbs. and 1/2 tsp. sweet paprika 3/4 tsp. dried oregano
1 1/2 tsps. chili powder 3/4 tsp. ground black pepper
1 3/4 tsps. ground cumin 1 tsp. ground white pepper
1 1/2 tsps. dark brown sugar 1/2 tsp. cayenne pepper
1 1/2 tsps. kosher salt 1 tsp. granulated sugar

Combine all ingredients in a small bowl. After meats are dry and ready to cook, rub both sides of your meats with spice rub. Refrigerate at least 30 minutes before grilling.

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What fusion means now

It’s been around a month and a half since Restaurantarama first detected a certain lovely smell wafting across the Downtown Mall. That was the scent of a spicy rumor about an Asian fusion restaurant going into the former Rattle & Roll space—a rumor we’ve now confirmed. Rekha Mukhia, the woman behind the whispers, sat down with us to talk about her plans for Himalayan Fusion.
    First off, Mukhia explained, “fusion” in this case doesn’t mean that Asian fare will join with American. Instead, she aims to re-create the cuisine of her native Darjeeling, India, where Indian, Nepalese and Tibetan foods mingled to delicious effect. Himalayan Fusion will serve up Indian favorites like tandoori chicken; also look for Nepalese curries (“compared to most curries, not as spicy or heavy,” says Mukhia) and salads (potato and sesame seed salad, for example). The Tibetan part of the equation will mean dumplings and noodle soups.
    There’s even some Chinese influence; Mukhia recalls a dish called “chow chow” from Darjeeling that was really a variation on lo mein. She says vegetarians will have lots of choices at her place, and that her husband Nabin Lama will be doing most of the cooking. Two big tandoori ovens will anchor the place’s open-kitchen layout; also look for a full bar, outdoor seating on the Mall, and a lunch buffet.
    This is Mukhia’s first restaurant venture; she and Lama, along with their three kids, moved to Free Union from Bethesda, Maryland, in July and have kept busy selling cell phones and jewelry from several small kiosks in Fashion Square Mall. Himalayan Fusion will open June 1, after a crew of Mennonite workers finishes transforming the space. Smells great to us.

Get it to go

The Charlottesville pizza landscape continues to shift, with new choices sprouting up all around the outskirts of town. Two weeks ago we introduced you to Fabio Esposito of Fabio’s N.Y. Pizza, soon to open in the former Pizza Hut space on High Street. This week, we present Brian Washington.  He’s getting set to open Vocelli Pizza in Woodbrook Shopping Center, where he’ll serve up your pizzas, your subs, and your strombolis. Washington promises an “upscale Italian” look and a killer salad selection, including antipasto.
    Vocelli will be a strictly takeout-and-delivery operation; Washington has 11 years of Domino’s employment under his belt, so we can say with confidence that the man knows pies. If you’re one of the first 100 people to show up to his grand opening on May 3, he’ll even give you a free one! 


Something sweet

For a while now, the former Coyote space next door to the White Spot (the well-known Corner burger-and-gyro joint) has had paper on the windows. Restaurant-arama loves paper on windows; it always means some new tasty thing is on its way. Lo and behold, the paper’s come down, and what should appear but dessert! An expansion of the White Spot, the “Sweet Spot” serves up Hershey’s ice cream, to be enjoyed on old-fashioned stools. (The name’s unofficial, says owner Dimitrios Tavampis: “The customers give it that name.”) Our ice cream informants tell us the place has been packed since it opened a couple of weeks ago. Students must be getting their sundaes on—just in time for summer.


There’s no Culture anymore

Folks, Southern Culture (which has been for sale for some time) is now closed up as tight as a drum. No more brunch, no more shrimp and grits on the W. Main Street patio—unless, of course, someone buys the place and brings back the old ways. We’ll stay on the story as it develops.

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And now, a classic Internet tendency

www.mcsweeneys.net

As I was looking back and reminiscing on the websites I’ve pushed on people in the year since I began professionally pushing websites, I was shocked and appalled to realize that while I’ve waxed poetic about some of the most random websites that the wacky World Wide Web has to offer, I’ve neglected to praise some of the most obvious.
    Glaring case in point: Mc-Sweeney’s Internet Tendency —the Web baby of the Dave Eggers’ baby, McSweeney’s, that oh-so-trendy literary quarterly. Honestly, there’s
a lot here to salivate over in 200 words. Perhaps that’s why I haven’t tried before and why I’m having trouble trying now.
    A single word to describe this repository of lists, jokes, fiction, poetry, food reviews, essays and random thoughts? “Irritating,” I think just about covers it. Irritating in that there’s so much to read. Irritating in that so much of it is so good. Irritating in that none of it is by me.
    I’m a jealous creature at heart, and McSweeney’s brings out the worst
in me. I comb for typos, scoff at anything I find re-motely unfunny, studious-ly suppress laughter when
I feel it bubbling up, and only grudgingly admit a McSweeney victory (O.K., I’ll give you, McSweeney’s, that “Have You Ever Eaten a Baby?” is a very, very fine title for an essay.) And yet? I can’t tear myself away.—Nell Boeschenstein

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Coming to kiosk: boxes of barbecue!

Attention, pig lovers! Long an isolated mainstay way out on East Market Street, Jinx’s Pit’s Top is set to make an entrance on the Downtown scene. You may have noticed that the Downtown Mall kiosk has been bursting with flowers in recent weeks, thanks to the entrepreneurship of Betty Jo Dominick. Any day now, Jinx Kern will be supplying her with boxed barbecue lunches schlepped over from his tiny original location.
    The pork will be tucked amongst the blooms during the noon hour, and also at dinnertime on Fridays After 5. For $6, says Jinx, you’ll get a barbecue sandwich, along with coleslaw and some cucumber salad—“both of which we’re rather famous for,” he notes.
    Jinx says this is the first toehold in a long-term plan for Downtown Jinxifica-tion. “I hope ultimately not just to be up there by proxy, but to have my own place on the Mall,” he says. We’ll lobby for seating when that day finally comes.

More restaurant names containing “X”

That would be the X Lounge, the existence of which is well-known to anyone who’s been near the Glass Building on Second Street lately—the signage is not subtle. X is a project of Kari Legault and Francois Bladt, along with Clifton Inn manager J.F. Legault (Kari’s husband), who is involved as a spokesman. The trio, all longtime restaurateurs, gave Restaurantarama an official tour and told us a little about their plans for the space.    
    X, it seems, will be a stylish spot serving an eclectic dinner menu (little dishes for sharing, plus full-size entrees) into the wee hours, along with an extensive drink list. We were unable to extract more specific menu plans, but we did learn from J.F. that “it’ll be a comfortable, urban experience.” In other words, you can sit on sofas and drink wines by the glass, or get a booth and order a feast, or mingle at the large central bar with other comfortable, urban people.
    The lounge will have two levels, connected by an X-shaped staircase conceived of as the architectural focal point. Another nifty design element: two live crepe myrtle trees growing right through the floor. They’re starting to put out leaves, so hopefully they’ll be fully foliated in time for X’s opening—trackside terrace and all—in the second half of May.
Maverick lives up to its name

When we heard that Sam Maverick—The Restaurant had suddenly closed its doors, we knew there was a wild story bucking around out there that needed to be corralled. We called the restaurant: line disconnected. We drove up to the door: a “Closed—No Trespassing” sign was posted, with a phone number. We called the number. Great Eastern Management Company, a major Charlottesville developer, answered, but they wouldn’t spill even one bean about what was going on with Maverick, nor illuminate what their relationship with the restaurant actually is (or was). Still, we figure they must be bummed to lose one of the anchors in Seminole Square.
    We did talk with an employee, Lindsay Cote, who said that, early on the morning of April 10, the restaurant’s general manager showed up at the restaurant because the alarm system had sounded. He was greeted, she says, by a posse of lawyers and police officers who announced that the restaurant was being shut down. “I’ve been told that it is officially closed, it’s permanent, and we won’t be reopening,” says Cote. “Every-body who works there was completely surprised.” She speculates that lease disagreements were behind the shutout, but we haven’t been able to confirm this.
    Well, the place was called “Maverick,” after all. Could be old Sam is far away by now, sipping a mai tai on some tropical island with no phones at all. We’ll let you know if he sends a postcard.

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Sticks Grilled Vegetable Gazpacho

Sticks Grilled Vegetable Gazpacho

We love reader recipe requests around here, and we hate to disappoint loyal fans. So, when a reader asked us to “track down the absolutely delicious red pepper sauce from Sticks and publish it for the benefit of everyone’s taste buds,” we immediately placed a call to busy restaurateur Bill Hamilton. Not only is Hamilton co-owner of the Preston and Pantops Sticks locations, but he also oversees, with his wife, Kate, their eponymous establishment on the Downtown Mall. While Hamilton was incredibly gracious and willing to share a recipe with us, the red pepper sauce was, unfortunately, a bit too top-secret for that. He did choose a fine substitute, however, that also has red pepper as an ingredient: Sticks’ Grilled Vegetable Gazpacho. “This soup is very popular, and seasonally appropriate,” Hamilton tells us. It’s also easy and delicious, as well.–Pam Jiranek

Sticks’ Grilled Vegetable Gazpacho

1 red pepper, halved            1 small eggplant, sliced
1 green pepper, halved            1 zucchini, split
1 medium yellow onion, cut into slabs    1 yellow squash, split
                    6 tomatoes, halved

Lightly brush vegetables with olive oil and grill until well marked and softened. Cool and coarsely chop, reserving any juices. Combine with:

2 cucumbers, peeled, seeded, and chopped            1/4 cup red wine vinegar
1 stalk celery, chopped                                          1 tsp. cumin
1/2 cup extra virgin olive oil                                   1 small bunch fresh basil, chopped

Pulse in a food processor or blender to the desired texture and finish the seasoning with salt, sugar, and black pepper to your taste. Also, depending on the size and water content of the veggies, you will want to thin the soup with broth or tomato juice to attain the perfect consistency. Chill and enjoy. Serves 12.

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Charlottesville’s Culture Bin

music As if it were possible for the Pavilion to seem more cavernous, Robert Randolph and the Family Band testified to the (cold-rolled steel) rafters Thursday night, with help from some unexpected friends.
    The band took the stage in full force, with Randolph bobbing and convulsing with every slide-pluck-slide of his pedal steel guitar, until he literally flipped his trademark black-fedora lid. He proceeded to work the crowd mightily during “I Need More Love,” which flowed smoothly into a grooving rendition of “Don’t Stop ‘Till You Get Enough.”
    After a bluesy tribute to New Orleans featuring Randolph’s sister on vocals, Randolph broke out the always-rollicking “Shake Your Hips.” And then, to everyone’s delight, about 60 of Randolph’s adoring female fans took to the stage to do just that.
    As entertaining as this sacred-steel dance squad was, the final guest to join Randolph brought the show to even greater heights. Fans got a preview of things to come in September, when Randolph returns to open for the Dave Matthews Band at the John Paul Jones Arena, as a typically Ray-Banned Boyd Tinsley sauntered out to join the band
for “Nobody.”
    The cherry? A 30-minute encore, beginning with a dulcet instrumental (“Isn’t She Lovely?”) followed by the re-emergence of the shade-sporting fiddler for “Soul Refreshing” and a roaring “Roll Up.”
    Let the countdown to September 22-23 begin. Just be sure that, come show time, you aren’t left without a ticket to the John. (Paul Jones, that is.)—Steven Schiff
Baseball Roundup games The 2006 baseball season is in full swing, and the surprises are popping up as often as an intentional walk to Barry Bonds: The Mets and Brewers are starting strong, while the Nats clearly have more issues than Alfonso Soriano. But who cares about the meat world? We’re here to answer the question on every true fan’s mind: How well do this year’s crop of baseball videogames match up with their cover athletes?

MLB 2K6
2K Sports
PlayStation 2, Xbox, Gamecube
Cover athlete: Derek Jeter, New York Yankees Jeter’s team is known for buying its championships, so it’s apropos that 2K, the company that bought the exclusive third-party rights to the MLBPA roster (freezing out Electronic Arts in the process), is deploying him as cover boy.
    Jeter’s a rock-solid hitter, and so is his game, which follows the trend of using the right analog stick to cock and swing the lumber. In fact, hitting’s the best part of this glitzily presented Big Show—going yard has never felt more natural or thrilling.
    Fielding, though? Not so much. Jeter’s glove may be gold, but fielding is MLB 2K6’s Buckner Achilles heel. The controls are too complicated for their own good, and the AI makes some truly odd defensive decisions.
    The pitching is also off: I complained last year about overpowered nobodies notching 10-plus strikeout outings. This year, pitchers are crippled by a new stamina meter, which, in the case of some hurlers (think the Twins’ Brad Radke) plummets through the floor after a few innings. Yeowch.
    Box score: Looks great, but still needs tweaking to truly rule the Majors

MLB 06: The Show
Sony
PlayStation 2
Cover athlete: David Ortiz, Boston Red Sox
As Sox fans know, Big Papi’s all about the boom: Towering hits, team leadership and the occasional charge-the-mound burst of unbridled animal aggression. There’s plenty of boom—and beef—in this Show, and it begins with the deep array of modes, including freaky “deep franchise” and “create-your-own player” career options. (If you’re a purist, take a pass on King of the Diamond mode, which fails even as a bastardized batting practice sim)
    The animations look spectacular—players like Ortiz look as intimidating as they do in real life—but I’m not sure even Ortiz could master the new (and overdue) batting mechanic, in which you deploy both joysticks in an attempt to nail the sweet spot and control the direction of your fly and ground balls. At first, it’s like trying to tie your shoes with one hand while facing Roger Clemens; once you  begin getting hits, you’ll feel as if you’ve earned them.
    Box score: Baseball doesn’t get deeper—or harder—than this.

NCAA MVP Baseball 06
Electronic Arts
PlayStation 2, Xbox
Cover athlete: David Maroul, former third baseman, University of Texas
You probably don’t recognize the Longhorn on the cover –and you’re not necessarily supposed to. With no MLB license to tout, EA is clearly hoping gamers will focus on the action, not the fact that you’ll be guiding Cal-State Fullerton through round-robin tournaments and using aluminum bats.
    I hope they’re right, because—just like last year’s pro-based edition—this is a deep and entertaining baseball sim. Like MLB 2K6, the right analog stick cocks and swings the bat to send those liners to right. (Plus, you can hone your skills in a ramp-tastically addictive batting minigame.)
    Behind the plate, the stick is great. In the field, the stick gimmick is a rookie bust. A throw meter is supposed to gauge the timing and strength of your relay tosses, but it’s awfully hard to read on the fly. Simple throws from short can easily pull your first baseman off the bag (hello, frustrating error). Still, nobody does the pitching interface better than EA.
    Box score: Forgettably faceless, but still a serious contender.

Are You Going to Paul Curreri
Paul Curreri
City Salvage Records

cd Just as one might come clean with friend following a break-up, it’s O.K. in retrospect to say that Paul Curreri underwent a welcome transformation following 2004’s The Spirit of the Staircase. The folk-blues picker, who, for all his merit, once was synonymous with scruffy appearance, anemic vocals and acoustic songs that all sounded the same (or so said The Village Voice), has moved on.
    His fourth album (and first live release), recorded in January at the Gravity Lounge, reveals another side of Paul Curreri, with a fuller beard and a newfound swagger in his voice.
    Once again, Randall Pharr’s bass, Spencer Lathrop’s drumming and Jeff Romano’s production work all lend excellent support. But the extra electric juice definitely shows in Curreri’s performance on songs like “Bees” (off his first album, From Long Gones to Hawkmoth). The difference is like comparing Dylan’s John Wesley Harding version of “All Along the Watchtower” to Jimi Hendrix’s definitive version, or better yet, to ’70s-era Dylan channeling Hendrix and backed by the Grateful Dead.
    Of course, the plugged-in arrangements of Are You Going to Paul Curreri don’t translate well for everything. “On Hopeless Love,” also from the first album, yearns for some of its former intimacy. Yet die-hard fans of the old Curreri will want to pick up the disc, if only for its new material.
    “The Island Drag,” with its stream-of-consciousness style of storytelling, shows that Curreri’s recently acquired sense of daring extends even to his songwriting:
“I bet you don’t have heard of where I live at/ Every dirt up to the water round the edge/ Fish you eat I might’ve one time seen that/ For deepest treasure, hold my breath and dredge.”
    As one female audience member (who didn’t sound at all like Curreri’s wife, Devon Sproule) yelled to the singer during the recording: “If I had panties, I’d throw them at you!” The same goes for this reviewer.

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Pizza: the pie

To hear Fabio Esposito tell it, the pizza business just won’t leave him alone. When he opens Fabio’s N.Y. Pizza in the former High Street Pizza Hut building next month, Esposito will draw on seven years of experience running the original Fabio’s N.Y. Pizza in Gordonsville. “’Your kitchen is our second kitchen,’” he recalls his Gordonsville customers telling him, before he and his wife Elena sold the place two years ago.
    The family vibe there was so palpable that, when the Fabio’s staff was hopelessly slammed, diners would pick up bus tubs and lend a hand. Some of those same loyal customers, Esposito says, urged him to stake a claim in Charlottesville. He began work on the new location about two months ago.
    And so, come the first week of May, you’ll be able to park in the nice big parking lot, enter a renovated interior, and order pizza-by-the-slice, whole pies, subs, sandwiches or salads. You can get your pizza Chicago deep-dish style, with a thin New York crust, or sliced into Sicilian squares; or, if you’d rather, sink your teeth into a calzone or pepperoni roll. And you won’t mistake Fabio’s for the delivery-and-takeout-only Pizza Hut that it replaces, Esposito says. He’s rejiggered the layout of the space to accommodate tables, and plans to eventually add a patio outside.
    Highly scientific studies of the Pantops-area lunch landscape, Esposito says, have revealed that “everybody’s packed.” He hopes families and office escapees will pack in for his pizza, as well.

Hola!
If you’re muy in the know and you have 85 clams laying around, you’ll get yourself a reservation for the Viva Espâna Spanish wine dinner on April 20 at Fossett’s Restaurant at Keswick Hall. (Got all that?) It’s a chance to try Spanish dishes like paprika beef skewers with eggplant ragu, or crawfish beignets with piquillo pepper remoulade—all paired with wines of Spain. David Shiverick of Langdon/ Shiverick Imports, a Cleveland wine importer, will be on hand to pour vintages like the 2004 Falset Etim Blanc Grenache. Sounds bonita.

Adios!
Though we haven’t been able to reach Amigos owner Rudy Padilla (also of El Rey Del Taco fame), we can report that his original Amigos location in Woodbrook Shopping Center has closed. No word on the expectations for Amigos’ Fifth Street and Corner locations—nor on what they’ll do with all those leftover beans. We’ll stay on the story.

Deli deal dead
We recently waxed expectant about a second branch of Littlejohn’s opening in the former A&N space on the Downtown Mall. Now, it seems, we’ll have to fend off our pastrami cravings a little longer. “Negotiations broke down” at A&N, says operator Chris Strong, who still hopes (along with brother Michael Crafaik, owner of Michael’s Bistro) to grow Littlejohn’s in some other spot—although not necessarily Downtown. Stop by the landmark Corner deli and lobby for your most-hoped-for Littlejohn’s locale. (Reubens in Ruckersville, anyone?)

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