A Social Network for Coffee Drinkers

Hey, this is Wel­ling­ton, the town that’s run on cof­fee and is gen­er­ally savvy enough to be online and con­nec­ted.

We prob­ably need this (Cof­feen­at­ic) like an extra hole in the head … but then again that’ll just make get­ting the cof­fee in quick­er!

(thank you Web Work­er Daily for noti­cing this for us all)

It’s Wine Time

I know we talked about this last year, when we made fun of John McGrath (you know, just for a change) but I feel the need to remind y’all that the Wair­ar­apa Wine Har­vest Fest­iv­al is com­ing up again.

And now I can say for cer­tain that it really is the most kick­ass day ever. Just $25 gets your tick­et into the shindig, and you can get a shuttle from the train for $15. Taste wines from all kinds of boutique wine­makers around the Wair­ar­apa, many of whom don’t have a cel­lar door. Laugh as the man from Mae­bus describes his favour­ite Pinot Noir as tast­ing “like angels for­nic­at­ing in your mouth” – and try and get in his good books in case he really is in with Google. Watch my par­ents try and win half a case of wine with their awe­some dan­cing skills again. But one sug­ges­tion: don’t try and walk on rolling bar­rels. You will just fall off, hit your head and cry.

Rustic Mexican

Well we rushed down to the new ven­ue for Viva Mex­ico this even­ing and thor­oughly enjoyed that they’d almost com­pletely run out of stock!

Viva Mexico

Luck­ily they agreed to sell us what they still had… which was some pretty good enchil­a­das.

Something fishy going on

Which water­front res­taur­ant, fam­ous for its sea­food, is unlikely to be telling its guests that their spe­cial fish de jour Sole is actu­ally frozen, not fresh?

Mo’ Ho?

Some have accused Mojo of becom­ing Wel­ling­ton’s answer to Star­bucks, but accord­ing to one blog­ger, maybe they’re more like Hoot­ers. Appar­ently, “All the female staff have their shirts buttoned down to the low­est feas­ible but­ton mean­ing that any move­ment will expose a little more breast than your aver­age cafe.” Is this a new mor­al low for cof­fee mar­ket­ing? Such a major incid­ent required fear­less invest­ig­at­ive report­ing, so a fly was dis­patched to Mojo to find out…

Drinking in the streets

PhotobucketThe Masked Bar­fly has joined the prob­lem drink­ers in Cuba Mall. No, I haven’t star­ted quaff­ing meths or wrest­ling diners for their steaks (it’s all a filthy lie): Good Luck have gone over­ground and now have an out­door drink­ing area in the middle of the mall. I sup­pose the loc­al retail­ers don’t mind people drink­ing in the streets as long as we’re pay­ing them $15 a pop for the priv­ilege.

A couple of us flies were still buzz­ing after the Ornette Cole­man gig, and after a quick stop at Kazu to fill our abdo­mens (and to sup on salt-rimmed sake & ton­ic – so wrong and yet so right) we headed off to Happy for the rumoured “after party”. Well, it was def­in­itely after­wards, and I sup­pose it was a party, but unless we left too early (the New­town bus was call­ing) there was no sign of Mr Cole­man or even one of his myri­ad bassists. Oh well, a Chris Knox sight­ing will do for now.

So, “El Toro” is it? It seems all things Mex­ic­an are hot right now, and while it’s not exactly a tequila bar, Viva Mex­ico from the much-missed Wake­field Mar­kets will be mak­ing a wel­come return. It opens this Fri­day at the back of the Left Bank, com­plete with old favour­ites like Divorced Eggs and new hip­ster-friendly Dios de los Muer­tos décor.

Speak­ing of comebacks, Herd Street Bras­ser­ie is appar­ently set to reopen next month. Let’s hope that the new own­ers are more savvy than the ori­gin­al ones: though let’s face it, that would­n’t be hard. And the Masked Bar­fly also hopes that they con­tin­ue an emphas­is on alco­hol as well as food: all togeth­er now, “Oh I do like to drink beside the sea­side…”

Fly on the wall

Greet­ings: it’s The Masked Bar­fly here, and I’ve been keep­ing my com­pound eyes peeled for drinky stor­ies to keep you informed, enter­tained and inebri­ated. With the Fest about to kick off, and the Fringe well under way, it’s going to be a busy time out on the town for a while.

Bars near the Fowl-house and Town Hall are likely to be hum­ming, and while I don’t expect the luv­vies and K‑block mat­rons to be hit­ting Blend or Down­town Loc­al (now, that would be a scene to see!), cafes like Felix, Finc and The Lido will be crammed with eth­ic­ally-faux furs and ren­ted tuxes. Pon­ci­er bars such as St Johns will be taken over for spon­sors’ drinks, such as for tonight’s open­ing Ornette Cole­man, though I won­der what most of the bray­ing suits would make of the squawk­ing sax?

While there’s nowhere brand-new to take advant­age of the free-spend­ing boomers, the fly is noti­cing a buzz build­ing around the Cour­tenay Place and Blair St area, and is get­ting quite excited. No, not over The Tem­per­ance (while any bar­fly can appre­ci­ate the iron­ic monik­er, three floors of tanked-up boof­heads is not my idea of fun), but over a couple of highly-anti­cip­ated and long-rumoured open­ings. UU (did any­one ever call it that?) has been closed for renov­a­tions, and a sneaky peak revealed the mir­rors giv­ing way to brick. That, com­bined with the appear­ance of bull­fight­ing posters in the win­dow, has me won­der­ing: could this be a prop­er tapas bar at last. And as for what’s hap­pen­ing in Blair St … well, my mand­ibles are sealed.

Introducing: The Masked Barfly

The Masked BarflyWho (or what) is The Masked Bar­fly? Maybe the primly pin­striped con­nois­seur sip­ping Viog­ni­er at Arbit­rageur? The earn­est beer geek debat­ing Saaz hops and top-fer­men­ted ales at Bar Edward? What about the tight-panted hip­ster knock­ing back deeply iron­ic cask wine at Mighty Mighty? Or per­haps all of the above and more?

We at the Wel­ling­tonista have nev­er been shy about our love for the deli­cious demon drink, but now we can intro­duce to you our new­est and most dis­rep­ut­able writer: The Masked Bar­fly. She, he or it (it’s hard to tell with inver­teb­rates, espe­cially when they are invet­er­ate inebri­ates) will be brought in as a spe­cial­ist cor­res­pond­ent to bring you the latest hos­pit­al­ity news, the hot­test drink­ing tips and the most sala­cious gos­sip that the libel laws will allow.

The fly has eclect­ic tastes, so expect everything from dec­ad­ent new cock­tails to cheep beer nights, with even the odd morsel of food and cof­fee info thrown in. It will be buzz­ing around the city, bring­ing the news on booz­ing in the ‘burbs as well as the flesh­pots of Cour­tenay & Cuba. And of course if you have tips to share, or vile unsub­stan­ti­ated rumours to spread, send them our way and we’ll make sure it gets to our new cor­res­pond­ent.

Eva Dixon’s to get the boot from the Zoo

The Dom­Post reports that Eva Dix­on’s Cafe is being giv­en the old heave-ho from Wel­ling­ton Zoo. The con­tract for the run­ning of the Zoo’s cafe came up last Octo­ber, and, as co-own­er John Heald said…

We were under the impres­sion it would­n’t have been a prob­lem and were wait­ing for the paper­work to come through …

But no! The Zoo weighed up their options, and have decided to go with face­less, char­ac­ter­less cor­por­ate cater­ing out­fit Spot­less.

Says Kar­en Fifield, chief exec­ut­ive of the Zoo…

We wanted to make a com­mer­cial decision which was going to res­ult in value for the zoo.

Giv­en that Eva’s is ‘pre­dom­in­antly fam­ily-run and loc­ally owned’, and Spot­less, well, aren’t (and hardly have a, err, ‘spot­less’ repu­ta­tion with regards to treat­ing their staff well), it might be argued that the Zoo is fly­ing in the face of one of their own stated goals, which is to “gen­er­ate last­ing com­munity sup­port by rais­ing the pro­file of the Zoo and mak­ing the Zoo rel­ev­ant to all Wel­ling­to­ni­ans.” (Admit­tedly, it does ful­fill their goal of increas­ing “…fin­an­cial sus­tain­ab­il­ity by increas­ing rev­en­ue…”).

Whatever the case, if you’d like to vent your opin­ion on this par­tic­u­lar issue to someone who has some sway in the Zoo’s affairs, drop Celia Wade-Brown a line – she’s the WCC Coun­cil­lor in charge of the Zoo Trust.

If you can use some exotic booze…

…there’s a bar in Cuba Mall. Okay, so that does­n’t swing quite as well as the ori­gin­al, but those with a long­ing for out­rageous cos­tumes and hard drink­ing, but who can­’t stom­ach the Sev­ens, ought to know that it’s Tiki Bar week­end at Mat­ter­horn.
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That’s right: you have one more night to savour con­coc­tions based on clas­sics by Trader Vic and Beach­bum Berry; bar staff dressed as Hawaii­an deit­ies; bub­bling cauldrons of leth­ally refresh­ing punch; and some of the chees­iest slices of lounge exot­ica ever com­mit­ted to vinyl.