Welcome back to the weekly roundup here at Eating Our Words, where we've been getting complaints all week from our homeowner's association regarding our Figgy Pudding Launcher. Hey, listen: the carolers demand figgy pudding. It's not my fault that they always fail to specify how fast it should be traveling or what, if any, container it should be in.
We started the week off right with a look at some fine tunes and even finer cocktails. Well... we can vouch for the cocktails, but the tunes are another story. Jukeboxes generally tend to be proof that democracy doesn't work: How many times have you been in a bar with access to literally millions of songs, and yet everyone in the place keeps playing the same shit you hear on the radio? If you want to hear Puddle of Mudd, turn on The Buzz at literally any time of day, jackass. Okay, we're starting to get angry. Hopefully the situation is less irritating at Fitzgerald's.
Any Hannukah celebrations going on in your neck of the woods? Here are some wine pairings that go with traditional Jewish foods. Man, potato pancakes are so good. They could potentially bridge many an interfaith gap.
Restaurant business was big this week: we had a preview of a serious contender, a list of places we wish hadn't closed, and a list of places we're looking forward to seeing open. Not only that, but we've got a list of places that will be open on Christmas Eve and Day, including a few which may even serve you a grinning duck.
We had some pretty sweet grocery store openings this year, including the Montrose Whole Foods, which we left off the list but remembered to mention in the comments. Hey, it happens: even we are not perfect, as hard as that might be to believe.
Some guy named Philippe is cooking up some fancy frou-frou Christmas food, if that's your kind of thing. Notice we said "frou-frou," not "fufu," although that is also available. I've always been of the opinion that pillows should be edible, so that's good to see.
Comedy Open Mic at Sherlock's seems pretty tolerable, even though every comedy open mic night I've ever been to had at least one drunken / insecure performer who refused to leave the stage and got hauled out the doors by bouncers. That's part of the charm, I suppose.
Speaking of booze: here's five great seasonal libations you can buy with the intent of giving them as gifts, and then wind up drinking by yourself. If that sounds too expensive, try doing it yourself. Just be sure your DIY hooch lines up with TABC regulations; you hate to get thrown in the slammer for moonshining around the holidays.
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Finally: Valentine's Day may be an empty pageant of commercialism and barely masked loneliness for everybody, but it's even worse for our soldiers overseas. Maybe we can do something about that.
Happy Holidays to you and yours. Eat, drink, and be merry.