therethere is a new tee-shirt company that specializes in hyperlocal designs. Starting in 2010 with the Oaklandish brand, (which I might add I saw a lot of in a recent visit to the East Bay) they have branched out into other locales where they partner with local artists to create screen printed tees using iconography and slogans that hip locals will appreciate. They came to the Sacramento market in April with about a dozen designs available online and at a few brick and mortar shops like the California Museum, Hot Italian, and Cuffs Boutique. Here is yours truly, sporting the “Sac Gold Nugget” tee at a recent SactoMofo food truck night in Tahoe Park:
The group behind the batshit-insane proposal by venture capitalist Thomas Draper to divide California into 6 separate states has gathered enough signatures to appear on the ballot, according to this article. Sacto would be in “North California” which would run from the Sonoma coast to Lake Tahoe. For some reason Silicon Valley and Jefferson (pictured) would be the only ones without “California” in the name–including Los Angeles which would have the indignity of being called “West California.”
If the Secretary of State’s office approves the signatures, this initiative would be able to appear on the ballot in California in 2016 where real Californians, the kind who have in the past voted for <INSERT YOUR FAVORITE STUPID INITIATIVE HERE> would be able to really vote on it.
From the Wahoo’s Story
According to Cowtown Eats, which I have been remiss in not re-blogging more often since they give us so much traffic on Twitter, the venerable So Cal chain Wahoo’s Fish Tacos is planning to open in Sacto a week from today.
During the Handle District’s annual Bastille Day Waiter Race on Sunday, they had employees handing out coupons for free entrees. One of their employees freely shared the info.
They also invited me inside to take a look. The space is still unfinished, with at least several days worth of work left on the interior. If I had to guess, even if they open on the 21st, it’ll be several weeks before they get all they move from the “soft launch” phase to the “well-oiled machine” phase.
The location is on L street at 18th–Cowtown says 1818 but Wahoos.com says 1820, but I’m sure there will be fish imagery to lead you to the right place. This just kind of makes me long for Pescado’s though, and that insane salsa they used to make, which I have never seen prepared exactly as well anywhere else.
Link: Cowtown Eats
Death Grips, the Sacramento-based experimental artcore/hip hop group that I sometimes write about here, and therefore am obligated to write about now, have broken up, notifying the world via Facebook post, as you do.
Death Grips was and always has been a conceptual art exhibition anchored by sound and vision above and beyond a â€˜band.â€™
Missed this the other day, but heard about it from a longtime Sacramentan friend. Food & Wine magazine named the deli at Corti Brothers in its list of best American delis. This puts it on a list with the most famous delis in America, and the writeup highlights its meat department which “stocks nearly everything, including kangaroo or antelope meat.” I know what I’m having for lunch.
I received terrible news this morning. My beloved Doughbot will be closing in August.
Unlike most restaurant closings however, this isn’t due to lack of business, or lawsuits, or partnership disputes, or any of the myriad ways small businesses, especially restaurants, can be struck by struck by figurative lightning (including literal lightning). Â No, per their Facebook posting today, Doughbot is closing because they have too much business, and catering to all that business is hard work. Too hard to keep doing it.
Do not, I repeat, do not take this post as some type of belittling of the amount of work it takes to keep a small food-service business going. I’m totally on board with Doughbot’s owners in that busting ass is hard, burnout is real, and they do not owe the community their sweat simply because we’ve spent money at their shop. Continue reading “The Death of Craft: Hard Work Sucks”
Via News & Review, whose readers last year named Chando’s the best burrito in Sacramento, it appears the Arden Way taqueria made Selection Thursday in a new bracket to name America’s Best Burrito. Apparently Chando’s made the list in an effort to reduce L.A.’s footprint on the list.
In an effort to bring in diversity of style and geography, we came to some unexpected choices: Chandoâ€™s Tacos in Sacramento, Rosa Mariaâ€™s garbage burrito in the Inland Empire, Spencer Makenzieâ€™s (a fish restaurant that also serves tacos and burritos) in Ventura and Dos Chinos in Costa Mesa, an Asian-Latino fusion superstar. None would have made it on VORB score alone, but expert knowledge and an offer of something very different won each establishment a place in the bracket.
Any other Sacramento burritos that you think could have made the list?
If you missed the documentary “Give Us This Day,” about the 2012 Grant Union High School football team, the film is coming back with some local screenings this weekend. I first wrote about this film last summer when the trailer dropped on YouTube.
The film, by locals (and brothers) D.L. and Adam Stern, got a great write-up in the Bee last month: “‘Give Us’ is not some booster-club video. It looks professional and polished” says Carla Meyer.
The film’s website has a link to buy tickets to the screenings, which, awesomely, will be taking place at the auditorium at Grant High.
Give Us This Day
Grant High School Auditorium
1400 Grand Ave
Friday, 5/16 6:00 PM
Sunday, 5/18 1:00 PM & 6:00 PM
$10 General Admission / $5 Student (with ID)
Quick background: I wrote a piece a bit ago about newly opened Mother restaurant. It was one of the few pieces in town that didn’t sing its praises like the Mormon Tabernacle Choir all hopped up on whatever Mormons are allowed to drink. It had its share of snark (that is our mainstay y’know), its critical moments, and positive moments as well.
A few people who felt close to the project, as diners and partners, derided the piece as ignorant, unprofessional, and poopy-headed. Some made disparaging remarks that bordered on personal attacks. Many of these people didn’t realize that they knew me IRL which made for entertaining if not awkward reveals. Thankfully, no feelings were actually hurt in the making of that blog post.
So, after much encouragement from friends and other writers, I returned to Mother recently and gave it a second shot.
First, I came with backup. I brought a fellow food writer, her husband and their adorable daughter to round out the party. For sake of ease, we’ll refer to them as “The Coolworths.”
The Coolworths and I got a nice table by the kitchen (honestly, every table is by the kitchen) and were waited on by a super-friendly staff member. It wasn’t long before the the chef. Michael Thiemann, dropped by the table to say hi, see if our beer was ok, and make it very clear, I mean Riedel crystal clear, that he knew exactly who we were. There was no avoiding it. It was a, “Hey sac-eats, thanks for coming back, I hope everything winds up being to your satisfaction” kind of conversation. Except that he didn’t call me sac-eats. He knew exactly who I was, no internet handle required. However, rather than being a dick, he was kind of lovely about it. Continue reading “On Flavorful Food and Spicy Writing”