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Wednesday, Jan 27, 2010
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Chef Jimmy's Bistro & Spirits ~ Denver International Airport, Concourse A "When you first walk into Chef Jimmy’s, it doesn’t feel much like old-school Colorado. Me, what I want is a dusty cowpoke to sidle on in, order a redeye, and grumble something like, “Whiskey’s fer drinkin. Water’s fer fightin over.” But that’s not the way Jimmy’s feels. It’s got more a new-school, find-your-chakra kind of vibe. A little too nicely lit, with a good mix of recessed and low-hanging lights. The bar curves stylishly, and the rest of the seating avoids the grid pattern that makes your alcoholism seem so impersonal. (My addiction is not a number!) Fortunately, however, the longer you stay, the more old-school Colorado it gets. Cougars were all over the place, and the bartender was as cold and distant as the Rockies. Better yet, the guy asked if he could reuse my glass in between my Jack on the Rocks. Funny thing is, I think he recycled the ice, too. Come on, dude. If there’s one thing that you don’t need to skimp on in Denver, it’s gotta be rocks." |
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Thursday, Nov 26, 2009
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Wasatch Brew Pub ~ Salt Lake City International Airport, Terminal 2, Concourse D "If you're anything like me, you find the idea of getting drunk in Utah as appealingly subversive as farting in church. That makes grabbing a couple at Wasatch Brew Pub a little like cutting a 20-second, 90-decibel, double-cheek rumbler at High Mass in St. Peter's Square on Easter Sunday. Wasatch is the original brew pub in the Beehive State. (Check out the feature on them in the New York Times from Jan 09). The beers are great, the food is pubbish, and they feature Polygamy Porter ("Why have just one?"). POLYGAMY PORTER. Come on. For that alone, you owe them a visit." |
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Sunday, Nov 22, 2009
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Firkin and Fox ~ Washington Dulles International Airport, Concourse C, near C22 "Shamrocked, all due respect, but what the hell are you talking about? This is a freakin airport bar. Nobody expects it to be an actual English pub, with a glowing fire, a friendly round of draughts, and a couple of blokes chatting the lassies. Get a grip. What, are you going to complain about the Wolfgang Puck Express because it the saffron in the tomato bisque was just a little much? Listen to me. You. Are. At. The. Airport. Look, I'm not claiming the F&F is anything special. Don't make a trip just for it. But if you're at IAD, in Concourse C, it's a pretty good little stop. Nothing special, really. But the food is decent, the drinks aren't watered, and the service is quick. That's all you need to ask for from an airport bar." |
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Saturday, Nov 21, 2009
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Lunch Box Terminal B ~ Burbank Bob Hope Airport, Terminal B "I'm with these guys. Some people like Burbank airport because they think it evokes the golden era of commercial flight. I would be with them if we were returning to the days of airline service with linen, crystal, and silver, where smokin' hot waitresses brought you Scotch in heavy cut-glass tumblers. But that's not what Burbank evokes, not for me anyway. For me it evokes an era when planes crashed all the time. But none of this is really related to what I want to say about Lunch Box B. It's a bar. With alcohol. You give them the money, they bring you the alcohol. It's kind of what I imagine heaven will be like." |
