Saturday, July 29, 2006

black dog cafe

stopped by fonky fred's last night to see if the restaurant was open again yet. it wasn't, but soon 'n' very soon. stuck around for a minute to hear jam-meister lee allen sitting in on bass with saint frinatra. i'd never heard him on a straightahead jazz gig before, but as always, he to' it up.

walked over to the black dog to get scarf some chow from the cafe. i'll admit that i was a li'l skeptical at first -- i was one of _those ppl_ telling tad gaither he shoulda got the fajita taco guy back there. but johndavid bartlett has put together a happenin' li'l menu, and i'll prolly be scarfing there and listening to the poets before "i wanna be your [black] dog" thursdays the next few months. jon teague sez the french bread pizzas ($6.95) are righteous (i ordered him a veggie one last time we played 'cos it's tradition in the stoogeaphiles to eat pizza when we play, and you can't jack with tradition). my sweetie swears by the red beans 'n' dirty rice with sausage ($5.95), while my own personal fave is the dirty dog ($3.95) -- a nathan's famous hotdog topped with chili, cheese, spicy brown mustard, chopped onions 'n' chow chow relish (a southern thang i'd never heard of before but sho' good) which i now crave as much as i did corndogs after young marlon vaughan lundy's b-day party and pizza after the last stoogeprac. the cafe's open from 4pm to 1:30pm every night, and it's a fine place to fill up on some hearty nosh for the alkyhol to float on top of. yeah!

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