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 You can use the fair­trade loca­tor to start your search, but it may be a lit­tle out of date — there is no Malo Cafe any­more, for exam­ple — so it might be best if you ask your favourite cafes if they have fair­trade beans — and if they don’t, ask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?