Java City-mouse, Java Country-mouse

(NOTE: This is post #1000!! –Ed.)

Breaking Story: It has come to the attention of the editorial staff at sacrag.com that the Java City in Loehman’s plaza has closed. That’s right, the perennial hangout for the Armenian, Greek and Russian organized crime lackeys in this town has closed.

How could this happen, you ask?  Well, those of us in the gustatory press might say that it was long overdue, since Java City’s coffee tastes like monkey piss mixed with coagulated blood. But, the word from my source across the road at Peet’s is that there were problems with “the lease.”

Nevertheless, this means double the traffic at the Lyon’s center Peet’s, which may make some alterations necessary. On the bright side, my reliable source (Michael) says that the space formerly occupied by JC will now be a branch of the venerable San Francisco institution, Boudin Bakery Cafe. I know, awesome, isn’t it?  I’m looking forward to that chowder in a breadbowl–as long as it doesn’t taste like monkey piss.

What would you change?

It’s been a while since we’ve discussed the pros and cons of the current queue system at the Lyon Village Peet’s Coffee.  Since then, a few of us (namely, Sac-Eats and RonTopOfIt, and I) have conjured up our ideas for improving the process flow at Peet’s, including sketching out how we’d change up the store to make it more customer friendly during the very busy parts of the day. Continue reading “What would you change?”

Soup’s On

With the weather dipping below the Fahrenheit equivalent of the Maginot line, my cravings for salad and sandwiches and light fare have disappeared faster than a couple of lesbians at dinner when it’s time to split the check.  So, I’ve traveled the greater downtown and adjoining areas to sample the soups of the realm and with a little help from my friends at the Sacramento Food Forum found a few winners amongst the offerings. Continue reading “Soup’s On”

Chain Reaction

There has been an awful lot of chain-bashing going on lately here on the Rag. Most authors here at Rag HQ support local businesses and encourage others to do the same. Heck, why start the Sac Rag in the first place if you don’t appreciate all things local. If we wanted to enjoy the sameness of corporate chains we’d probably write for facelessamericancityrag.com.

But let’s not shy away from the obvious, chains are not going anywhere in the near future unless there happens to be some type of extra terrestrial invasion that wipes out society as we know it. So, let’s learn to live with the chains, appreciate them for what they offer and use them as we need to, not forgetting our local roots and affinities, but not ignoring a piece of the socio-economic puzzle that, in the end, can compliment, rather than undermine, the local scene. (I heart commas.)

So, I give you the following roadmap to navigating the world of restaurant chains and big box eateries: Continue reading “Chain Reaction”

Fish & Chips, Fins Style

I took it upon myself to revamp my search for the finest fish & chips in the land with a trip to my local Fins fish market on Fair Oaks Blvd. My previous visit to Fins had been delightful. I had, therefore, been looking forward to this meal for quite a while based on nothing more than a hunch that Fins would do something wonderful with the traditional fish & chips plate. Unfortunately, my hunch turned out to be more of a misplaced wish than an intuitive guess and my visions of otherworldly fishy and chippy experiences fell apart more quickly than a flaky piece of halibut.
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Lucca for Lunch: Food, Folks and Frozen Ass Cheeks

(NOTE: Before I sat down to write this little blurb, I did a quick peek at what some other folks had to say about Lucca online. To my amazement, my eating experience turned out to be eerily similar to the experience of the News and Review’s Liz Kellar some three years ago.) Having recommended Lucca to my coworkers as a festive and rewarding eatery at which to have our Christmas luncheon, I was sorely embarrassed by the poor accommodations, suspect service and lackluster food. (To be truthful, I wasn’t that embarrassed, at least not nearly as embarrassed as I was when that tape recorder fell out of my jacket at that Doobie Brothers concert exposing me as an illegal bootlegger. Man, was my face red, almost as red as my beret.)
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Office XMas party reviews: R15 and Melting Pot

R15
Young and old mix at R15, if by mix you mostly mean the old hitting on the young

We widget factory workers were “blessed” this year with two holiday parties, and as usual this gave me an opportunity to check out some local hot spots I normally wouldn’t frequent.

First up was Café Bernardo/R15, the latest venture in the Paragary empire. Our luncheon was served in an upstairs room, one of the areas set up with XBOX 360s with wireless remotes. The fare was fusion, which if you have ever read this blog before you can probably guess is not one of my favorite styles.

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Jim Denny’s: Counter Intelligence

It would be easy to gush about the food at Jim Denny’s, or to spend hundreds of words talking about the wonderfully nostalgic feel of the place, or even to wax poetic about simpler times and forgotten values that so few eateries still embody. But, for the sake of brevity, I’ll try to sum up the Jim Denny’s experience in two words: Nailed it!
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Breakfast at Fox & Goose: Great or Really Great?

‘Twas my first occasion this morning to break fast at the venerable and highly regarded institution of fodder and libation that is the Fox & Goose. The food lived up to the hype. The eggs and bangers were cooked perfectly, and also adequately accompanied by a butter-soaked crumpet and wonderfully fried potatoes. Looking around the table, the variety of breakfast options and the quality of the food was on full display. Highly recommended is the “The Goose” for breakfast and of course for an evening pint. As previously reported, stay away from the fish and chips, it’s not one of their specialties. One question remianed when the meal was finished though: Where were the baked beans and black pudding?

Fox & Goose- 10th and R St. Sacramento
Breakfast food**** Ambience*** Service***