Entertainment book: 88

Hav­ing recently pur­chased an enter­tain­ment book through the social club at work, I am determ­ined to get more than my money’s worth out of it, so I’m going to try and work my way through it sys­tem­at­ic­ally.

First up I wanted a quick din­ner before bowl­ing, and since I did­n’t have the book with me, only the gold card, it had to be some­where in the ‘fine din­ing’ sec­tion, and it had to be some­where in the Cour­tenay Quarter to be near The Lanes. A quick search on their web­site led me to 88 on Tory Street.

Your fortnight in coffee

Fairtrade Fort­night star­ted yes­ter­day, so I’m sure you’re keen to do your bit to make the world a bet­ter place. The Wel­ling­tonista would, there­fore, like you to help us do a little research.

There are a lot of cof­fee com­pan­ies in Wel­ling­ton who now offer fairtrade beans. We want you to get drink­ing and tell us what the best ones are. You can use the fairtrade loc­at­or to start your search, but it may be a little out of date – there is no Malo Cafe any­more, for example – so it might be best if you ask your favour­ite cafes if they have fairtrade beans – and if they don’t, ask them why the hell they don’t. Go forth and caffinate!

A drink for Autumn: the Negroni

At the wind whips at us with its chill flails, the blustery wet drizzle envel­ops our heads as we peraum­bu­late along the streets of down­town, as the night glows into the dawn with a dull damp viol­et cloud – we’re gonna need a drink to ward off the misery of the sea­son. So I present to you the mulled-wine of the cock­tail fam­ily: The Neg­roni.

It seems there are not a lot of people who will admit to a fond­ness for Cam­pari. Indeed it was not two nights ago that a drink­ing com­pan­ion of mine brayed some­thing inco­her­ent about “ear­wax” when the dreaded C‑word was men­tioned dur­ing a free-ran­ging ses­sion over at mine. How­ever, for all its per­ceived sins, without Cam­pari you would not have a Neg­roni.

It is the Cam­pari that is the medi­cin­al “bit­ter” and provides the char­ac­ter­ist­ic fla­vor of the Neg­roni. A little back­ground: accord­ing to my sources, Com­pari was con­cocted by Gas­pare Cam­pari in the 1850s. Gas­pare, at only age 14, was the mas­ter drink maker at the Bass Bar in Tur­in, which was the com­mer­cial cen­ter for aper­itifs at the time. Cam­pari is made with nat­ur­al ingredi­ents that include herbs, spices, bark and fruit peels. The exact for­mula is of course a highly guarded secret. And as far as the Neg­roni is con­cerned, as with all great cock­tails stor­ies dif­fer, but the most pop­u­lar account of its ori­gin is that Count Cam­illo Neg­roni, a Florentine aris­to­crat, decided one day to add some bite to his favor­ite drink, the Amer­icano. He had the bar­tender add gin. From that time on he ordered the same drink every day. Even­tu­ally the bar­tender named the drink after him.

The Neg­roni. Com­plex. Spicy. Bit­ter, although not overly so. The tini­est bit of sweet­ness to off­set that. It’s a drink to warm a cold breast. It’s a per­fect aper­itif, a drink to wake up your taste buds and shout “Ciao, ragazzo bello! Come stai?”. And the col­our! The rich brown and deep red tones seem to glow with soft light and autum­nal hues. Hold one near a light and your Neg­roni will erupt in orange novas. It’s the obvi­ous drink-of-Autumn for a Wel­ling­tonista.

“Bene, gra­zie!”

Plenty to wine about

There comes a time in every­one’s life when they feel the need to leave Wel­ling­ton, even if it’s just for one day. No really, it hap­pens! And a par­tic­u­larly good day to get out of town, if you don’t like the col­our green, or pota­toes, or Guiness or drunk­en fake-Irish louts, would be this Sat­urday. So where to go to get away? How about a wine fest­iv­al – after we all know, that wine drink­ers are a bet­ter class of people than beer drink­ers – some­where out of town but still nearby?

Well it just so hap­pens that March 17 is your lucky day, with not one but two fest­ivals tak­ing place nearby. There’s the Wair­ar­apa Wines Har­vest Fest­iv­al in Glad­stone (as well as the Inter­na­tion­al Bal­loon Fiesta and the day before Round the Vines, and also the Great Wel­ling­ton Wine and Food Fest­iv­al in Paekakariki. So how do you choose which one to go to when they both cost $25 for an entrance fee? Take our quiz to find out.

Not-so Breaking News

stolen from flickr

  • Tupelo has moved its beer menu to all boutique styles, with only Heinek­en remain­ing on its menu as a main­stream drop. They also have the very tasty Nel­son Bays Gold and Nel­son Bays Pils­ner on tap, with (classy glass) jugs for just $10.
  • Mean­while the Wel­ling­tonista’s semi-tiki bar of choice, Imbibe is now offer­ing brunch on Fri­day-Sunday. While there was no obvi­ously dis­played menu on the win­dows, the people sit­ting con­ten­tedly in the sun appeared to be tuck­ing in to large plates of eggs. Hope­fully they’ll have more on offer for those of us less eggily inclined, because it’s a gor­geous space and looks very nice and chilled out for a hangover break­fast.
  • And finally, the Domin­ion Post can as usu­al be relied on to run front-page stor­ies about the weath­er in exact reverse of what’s going on that day, so today’s rain brings a ‘Drought!’ cov­er story. Hur­rah!

[photo by AndrewNZ]

Wellingtonista boos: ads on our sacred space

Adjust­ing to the new offices on Lamb­ton Quay has­n’t been easy, and a huge part of the prob­lem has been try­ing to get into a new cof­fee routine. That is why it’s so dis­tress­ing that Fresco*, which sells Mojo cof­fee, is now using takeaway cups prin­ted with Tele­com advert­ising. How many minutes will I spend think­ing about cof­fee over the next two years? A lot more than I’ll think about switch­ing to Tele­com, you punks. Even if I had­n’t had my voda­fone num­ber since it was Bell South, there’s no way I’d switch now. Leave me alone and stop hound­ing me when all I am try­ing to do is wake up!

* Yes, their takeaway lattes are $4.50, but their muffins are $2.50, so break­fast is only 20 cents more expens­ive than get­ting a cheese scone and cof­fee from Kyrani.

Bar None

martini - stirred, not shakenWell, he’s done it. Wel­ling­tonista Tom has com­pleted his mis­sion to vis­it every bar in the cent­ral city, with all these fine estab­lish­ments host­ing our rov­ing mar­tini expert at one time or anoth­er…

Arbit­rageur, Ari­zona, Atlanta, B4, Back­bench­er, Ball­room, Base­ment, Beau­jolais, Big Kumara, Bisque On Bolton, The Black Harp, Blend, Blondin­i’s, Blue Note, Bodega, Bohdans, Boo­gie Won­der­land, Boul­cott St Bis­tro, Boulot, Break­ers, Brew­ery Bar, The Bris­tol, Brix, Bull & Bear, Cab­aret, Calzone, Cam­bridge Hotel, Cap­it­ol, Car­onia, Caucus, The Cav­ern Club, Chamele­on, Chica­go, Chow, Club K, Con­crete, Con­fid­en­tial, Copita, Cour­tenay Arms, Coyote, Crazy Horse, Cue Room, Curve, Dock­side, The Dog & Bone, Dojo, Down­town Loc­al, The Dub­liner, Eclipse, Elec­tric Aven­ue, Endup, Ern­esto, Estab­lish­ment, The Feath­ers, Fer­ry­mans, Floriditas, Fly­ing Burrito Broth­ers, Gib­bon’s Bar, GoGo, Good Luck, Green Room, The Grill at Dux­ton, Happy, Har­em, Havana, Hawthorne Lounge, Hope Bros, Hotel Wil­lis Lodge, Hugos, Hum­ming­bird, Imbibe, Imerst, J’aime Bor­deaux, Jet, The Jimmy, JJ Murphy’s, Juni­per, Kazu Yakitori and Sake Bar, Kitty O’Shea’s, The Lab, The Lab Under­ground, The Last Sup­per Club, Lati­nos, Leuven, The Lido, Liquid­ate, The Loaded Hog, Logan Brown, Lone Star, Lone Star Lounge, Love­locks, The Malt­house, Mat­ter­horn, Maya, Med­ina, Mer­cure Ter­race, Mer­cure Wil­lis, Mer­cury Lounge, Mezza­luna, Mighty Mighty, Milk, Mini Bar, Min­istry Of Food, Mix­jah, Mojo Invin­cible, Molly Malones, Mon­soon Poon, Motel, Museum Hotel, MVP, Occi­dent­al, The Old Bank Bar & Café, One Red Dog (Blair St), One Red Dog (Kumutoto), Orch­id Lounge, Our Bar, Para­diso, Para­mount, Par­lour Bar, The Pit, Pod, Pon­der­osa, Port­land Hotel, Pravda, Rain, Red Square, Sand­wiches, San Fran­cisco Bath­house, Scopa, Seam, The Shack, Shed 5, Shoot­ers, Sojourn, South­ern Cross, Speight’s Ale House, Spice Island, Sports Cafe, Sta­di­um Bar, Stel­lar, St Johns, Sweet Mother­’s Kit­chen, Syn, The Tast­ing Room, The Thistle Inn, Toast, Trax, Tupelo, Urbane, UU, Valve, Vespa Lounge, Vin­tage, Vivo, The Welles­ley Cafe, Welsh Dragon Bar & Scor­pi­o’s, Whit­bys Piano Bar, Zib­ibbo, Zing

Tom needs a new chal­lenged for 2007, so head over to Wel­lUrb­an to make a sug­ges­tion.

Malthouse closes on 23rd December

Malthouse chatterOnly to re-open next to the Sports Bar on Cour­tenay Place around mid-Feb­ru­ary.

It’ll be inter­est­ing to see if the middle man­age­ment-types and gen­er­al office dwell­ers that fre­quent the cur­rent Malt­house will make the Fri­day night trek down to Cour­tenay Place.

Hav­ing said that it’ll be mighty to have a place that serves good beer (and not the stand­ard sug­ary s!@t avail­able) in the heart of Wel­ling­ton’s enter­tain­ment ‘quarter’.

And so, for all those that are, like myself, middle man­age­ment-types – see you for one last drink on the bal­cony!

Kai in our puku

bread bowlsRecently we asked you where the best places to eat on Lamb­ton Quay are, and nat­ur­ally, the inter­net word-of-mouth answered: Kapai Salads in Lamb­ton Square.

There’s plenty of reas­ons to love Kapai, includ­ing:

  • Whānau: Every­one knows someone who knows the own­ers, hence the mass emails and bul­let­in board post­ings about the shop.
  • Mata: Your salad will be freshly made right in front of you, and you will get to choose the ingre­di­ants your­self. No droopy lettuce and skanky­ass grated cheese here, no no.
  • Tai­ao: The soup is served in bowls made out of bread, while salads are served in potato­paks (which you prob­ably would­n’t want to eat, although tech­nic­ally they’re safe enough to), min­im­ising envir­on­ment­al dam­age. Plus, the cof­fee’s fair trade.

We’d like them to offer lists of avail­able ingre­di­ants and make it a little clear­er which are the gour­met ones that’ll set you back an extra $1.50, but when you can get a roc­quette, falafel and feta salad with aioli in less than five minutes and feel good about doing it, you’ll def­in­itely be going back.

Eating outside my comfort box (heh)

Every­one knows that large cor­por­a­tions eat pup­pies, but what do the people who work for large cor­por­a­tions eat for lunch?

The Wel­ling­tonista is clos­ing down its Cour­tenay Place branch on Fri­day and is open­ing up in mid Lamb­ton Quay instead. After a year and a half down this way, we’d just finally got the good people at Saha­ra Kebabs to know that we like just a few onions and gar­lic yoghurt, tahini and hot chilli on our (mixed veget­ari­an, mujaver and falafel only) kebabs. Where are we going to eat now?