Monday, September 27, 2010

Trainspotting a nice cocktail and why to never start a rock band

I'm sure you have all missed me and I apologize for my tardiness in posting as of late. Friday was supposed to be a great time playing with my band on a clear cool night under the stars for the throngs of people who frequent our neighborhood on those evenings. What it was instead was a giant stressful disaster that almost ended in me killing someone. The truth is almost all musicians are quirky in one way or another and a large portion of them display this quirkiness by being completely unreliable. We should have guessed that it was going to be a disaster when the venue owner texted Joe on Monday to ask "who are y'all playing with again?", mind you this was his responsibility. We actually offered to book another band. That eventually got straightened out and all was thought to be well. So when we were loading the truck on Friday and the thought crossed our mind to load the PA we said "No, they got it". Never underestimate the ability to get screwed by second guessing yourself. We arrive on site about 6:45 for our 8:00 slot and set up. We meet the second band Prospect Rider and then we wait. "Hey, where the hell is the PA?"."It's comin'". Sure enough at 7:30 a truck rolls up with what appears to be a PA and it gets unloaded. Then the truck leaves. There is a strange collection of speakers and a powered mixer from the mid-seventies and that's it. No cables, no mics, no f'n way we are getting started on time. "They gotta get the rest of the stuff, we're right around the corner". Finally, after an hour or so and more cursing than I have done in a long time, the rest of the PA shows up. We decide, in the essence of time, to switch the set up and play our instrumentals while they set up around us. With some more difficulties and ineptitude this plan mostly works and we are off and running. We play our set and while we play there is a group from the local arts high school who dance and make the whole think worth while. Prospect Rider follow up with a great set and we retire for a good night sleep.
Saturday morning, feeling better than expected we get up and travel to the market and as we are finishing up we decide on a trip to the Frugal MacDoogles. The Mrs. has recently purchased a couple of old time cocktail books and we need some more ingredients. We have mainly been working out of Dr. Cocktails "Vintage Spirits and Forgotten Cocktails". Drinking, my friends, is a very expensive hobby. We pick up some Bourbon (Buffalo Trace), Cherry Heering, and sweet vermouth (Noily Prat). I also picked up a bottle of Rogue XS for the beer cave. With that we headed home. Saturday night we had made plans to check out the Citizens of the Universe production of Trainspotting. We started with a lovely meal at Soul and since I have written about them a number of times I will forgo another round. Needles to say it was very good, as always. The production is in a small theater space in Plaza Midwood called Story Slam. It is a fairly bare bones venue but gets the job done. The set was spare but used to very good effect. The acting and directing were top notch. If you know the story line to Trainspotting, you know it is not the lightest fare, but the production managed to tell the serious side of the story while still keeping the dark English humor intact. This was helped along by a girl in the audience who was having a hard time with the bodily functions portrayed on stage and was laughing as a coping method. It was a brilliant evening with friends.
The band is playing again this Friday maybe there will be more tales of woe next week, or maybe something tasty will occur. Until then....

A Sia Saide

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Chima and the art of drinking Port in Charlotte

This Saturday The Mrs. and I were treated to dinner at Chima, a Brazilian Rodizio in uptown Charlotte, by Mimi and Papa J. This was in repayment of caring for their cats, one of them being a truly demonic beast previously discussed on this very blog. This was completely unnecessary but welcomed all the same. I will not belabor the point of the rodizio style, since that is not really the point of this post, but for those unfamiliar, it is an all you can eat meat bazaar. You start with the compulsory trip to the salad bar to take the edge off and then you flip the little token next to you to have the nice men, dressed as Gauchos, with the large skewers of freshly prepared meat come by and offer their wares. Chima had an excellent selection and the quality was top notch. My favorites were the garlic sirloin and the sausage. I was tasked with choosing the wine to accompany our meal and went with a Rodney Strong Pinot Noir from the Russian River Valley and it was excellent. I find the Russian River Pinots to be closer to the French style; more subtle than their cousins from Napa and Sonoma.
What I found truly amazing about Chima was their port selection. The usual restaurant selection of my drink of choice consists of a Reserve Ruby and a Fine Tawny. These are fine, but not inspiring. And, I can completely understand the lack of variety since there is very little demand. This brings us to the Chima port list. it was not a long list but a very well appointed list. It started with a Fonseca Bin 27 which is a high quality NV Ruby, followed by a 10 yr and 20yr Tawny. The crown jewel of this collection was a Taylor Fladgate 40yr Tawny. I did not have the stomach to ask Mimi and Papa J to take that hit. But tucked between the 20yr and 40yr was a wine you almost never see in a restaurant, especially by the glass, vintage port. It was a Grahams 1994 to be exact. I eyed it wearily until the server came back around for our dessert orders, of which they apparently have 16. The Mrs. got the Key Lime Pie, Papa J ordered a chocolate cake and Mimi ordered something called Walnut Creme, which was amazing. I on the other hand wanted my dessert in a glass. And, so, I asked the question I have asked so many times before, about many different drinks, only to get a blank stare in return, "when was this bottle opened?", but this time was different. Our server turned to the manager, who happened to be near by, and he said to me, "we will open it as soon as you order it". Now, this may have just been my good fortune in timing but, the fact that he knew what and why I was asking and there was no long drawn out inquiry gave me great satisfaction . Vintage port is a very temperamental beast. It usually starts to hit its stride at 15 years of age and loose its luster about two days after being opened. You can possibly get a week out of it if you have a really fancy air removal kit. And so it was, the bottle was brought to the table and inspected, The manager butchered the cork, which is common and also, in a restaurant, beneficial. If they butcher the cork they have to decant the bottle, which should be done anyway but is not an operation always performed. Decanting lets the wine breath and open up. Ideally it should be decanted an hour or two before consumption and if I am ordering a bottle I will do so at the beginning of the meal and have it decanted then, for consumption at dessert. I let the glass sit until dessert arrived. And then took my first sip. It was amazing, huge blackberry and tobacco flavors burst out of the glass with little hints of alcohol and a tart finish. 1994 was an excellent year and this was no exception. Mimi asked for a sip and then wanted her own glass, so one was brought and about half way through it was mistakenly knocked over with an errant hand gesture. Without even skipping a beat our server was there and a fresh glass was brought to the table, no questions asked. It was so refreshing to see a restaurant do the little things that make a night like that worth it. I believe Chima is a chain and normally that means nothing good but the staff really took pains to make you feel welcome and cared for. If you don't happen to be a meat person or just don't want to drop a wad of cash on the table, why not stop by for dessert and a drink after a show at the Knight Theater. A glass of port is always the perfect way to end an evening.

A sia saide

Chima - is located at 139 S. Tryon St. - Uptown