words cannot express how much we dig fonky fred's
, and i have too many favorites from among outlaw chef terry chandler's friday night specials
to hold any one up above the rest (altho the green dragon pork, the whole mesquite roast duck, and the sirloin roll with cheese 'n' green chilies are all likely candidates), but last friday's cornmeal-encrusted tilapia filets with mango salsa, black beans, rice, and homemade sour cream just might be the most satisfying meal i've eaten in a year, boasting the most complimentary balance of flavors 'n' textures imaginable.
hearing gary grammer blow blues harp on wayne shorter's "footprints" with saint frinatra
(the confluence of blues 'n' jazz idioms putting me in mind of paul butterfield's
alb) wasn't bad, either.