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Dallas, TX
Yelping SinceDecember 2008
Things I Lovecampfire smell, pho, Target, buttermilk pie, Veuve Clicquot, Kev-O, day drinking, thunderstorms, patios on a Fall afternoon
Find Me InUptown, sipping on a Mambo or running Katy Trail
My HometownSmalltown West Texas
My Blog Or Website When I'm Not Yelping...I'm bouncing around the latest social scene. Wanna come with?
Why You Should Read My ReviewsBecause Simon says so
My Second Favorite Website The Last Great Book I ReadInto the Wild
My First ConcertDestiny's Child
My Favorite MovieThe Hangover
My Last Meal On Earth7 Layer Salad, Eatzie's Chocolate Oblivion cake and Flowers pinot noir
Don't Tell Anyone Else But...You've probably seen me picking my nose in traffic
Most Recent DiscoveryGlade Clean Linen scented plug-ins
Current CrushEdward from Twilight. Don't judge.
Last week we were in town for a CM conference, and it was the day of our team lunch. The weather couldn't have been more perfect so we decided a patio was in order for our much-needed grub time.
Jelena and Johnny split the chopped chicken salad, and I snuck my fork in for a small bite...tasty! Just the right amount of dressing, and you got a chunk of everything in each little bite.
I opted for the ahi tuna salad and subbed out the capers for avocados. The tuna was seared perfectly to rare and all of the ingredients just seemed to flow with one another. We also split a 4 cheese pizza for the table, but it ended up being just Colleen and I who ate the majority of it. Oops.
I was still nursing a hangover, so I sipped on a spicy-but-not-too-hot bloody mary and it was the perfect cure to feel normal again.
Service was impeccable and our waiter couldn't have been happier to have us. Oh, joy! Me loves Italian!
Denver, CO 80202
(303) 825-0237
Lucky Strike
Category: Restaurants
Neighborhoods: Northwest, CBD
A huge group of us rumbled in on a Tuesday night, ready to get down and throw some balls around. Yeah! Who's ready??
We ordered drinky drinks and the waitress came back shortly with a round of much-appreciated waters. I ordered a Miller Lite and they were out of bottles (well, that or the waitress wasn't aware they had it in a bottle) so I settled for draft. Something about drinking glasses in a bowling alley irks me, but I suppose it's not any different than a bar. Germs, eww!
Food was actually pretty decent. I munched on potato stacks (cheese fries-style made with kettle chips), mini s'more mozzarella/tomato sandwiches and boneless wings. All were fancy names for bar food, but whatever. It sold us.
The bowling itself was fun but the machine kept screwing up resulting in resets. I liked the individual screens at the end of each alley showing a variety of things.
Service was decent throughout our time there and I never had a problem finding her. New drinks appeared rather quickly -- and that's all you need to keep we CMs happy ;)
Denver, CO 80202
(303) 573-0733
Café Options
Categories: Sandwiches, Community Service/Non-Profit
Neighborhoods: Northwest, CBD
It was a tad chilly that day and I was craving a hot sammich and soup. Good thing they have that right on their menu! I chose the half french dip with a cup of the black bean chili. Between that and their other soup choice, broccoli cheddar, I was convinced I was going with the healthier option. Sadly, I think they were both loaded with calories. My soup was more meaty than beany which I found odd consider its name. It was also really greasy and I felt fat eating it, but I downed it because I was hungry.
On the flip side, the french dip was pretty amazing. It had a different flavor that other french dips I've had because of the salsa verde and the bread was crusty but still chewy and soft. The only issue I had was fitting the sandwich in the au jus because the cup was too small :(
My meal also came with a pepper biscuit, which was a total waste of calories because it had no pepper flavor at all and wasn't exactly soft. Boo.
Their menu seems promising, so next time I'll steer from the non-healthy soups and stick with their sandwiches.
I'm sure the margaritas beforehand at lunch at Mi Cocina didn't help either, but dang I love my Mambo Taxis! I ordered up Mama's Tacos (my favorite) and our server was both friendly and efficient.
Down at the rink, some of us took a few spins before remembering how to skate on blades; others clenched on to the sides and put on their brave faces...way to give it a try, Samantha! You rock!
Between avoiding little kiddos in cute tutus and fathers who were trying to show their little ones how it's done, I had a great time and I think got in a tiny eenie-meanie workout!
Denver, CO 80202
(303) 571-0300
The Curtis Hotel
Category: Hotels
Neighborhoods: Northwest, CBD
The Curtis certainly does have a personality unlike any other hotel I've ever stayed in. From the orange and colorful decor to the talking elevator to the race car alarm clock, I just felt like I stepped out of an adult playground.
I'm a huge fan of high floors, and without even asking they put me on the 16th -- the Pedal To The Metal floor. Imagine a motocross announcer saying it every time you get off or on the elevator on my floor. Yup. A tad annoying after two dozen times, but hey...it's better than shitty elevator music.
The rooms we all got were super spacious...
- Nice, big and comfy king bed with lots-o-pillows so I can sleep sideways
- Sitting area for throwing my crap on as I walk in the door
- Two big windows with a view of the Rockies, to make me want to go skiing
- Desk area complete with a funky hotel info book, pens/paper, and 2 bottles of water available for $2 a pop
- Empty mini fridge for holding all of those waters to keep me hydrated and the rest of my Illegal Pete's burrito
- Big bathroom with a huge mirror for admiring myself and lots of counter space to set all of my girly stuff
Like Hazel said, the only downers to the stay were the shower curtain that doesn't serve its purpose and the walls are paper thin. Every time my neighbor opened his door I thought someone was jiggering with my door handle. Or maybe I'm just a scaredy cat.
Denver, CO 80202
(303) 996-9985
Tag
Category: American (New)
Neighborhoods: Lodo, Northwest
I rolled into Denver on Monday night, a little tired but definitely hungry. Danny W and I hurried over to join the rest of our group (we were the last flights in -- we prefer to come in fashionably late), who were already settled in and had ordered. I'm glad they did, because the appetizers came out lickity-split after I sat down.
An array of kobe beef sliders, sushi tacos, rabbit empanadas and seafood potstickers landed on our table and I was on it like I've been starved for the past 3 months. Everything was finger-lickin' delicious, but I have to say my favorite were the potstickers. Yum!
For an entree, I went with the duck confit salad. It was light yet filling, and the rich duck meat paired with the ingredients all too well. After gorging in the appetizers it was hard to finish the salad, so I had to part ways with over half of it. *tear*
We couldn't decide as a table which desserts to get, so we ordered one of everything. I'm not normally a fan of bread pudding, but Tag's is out of this world amazing! My favorite was the sticky toffee cake though...holy smokes, I'm going to try making that shit at home!
Thank you Tag for ushering us into Denver's foodie scene with excellent style and taste!
Cork carries wines that you won't find anywhere else. For example, it's the only place in town I've found that carries Miolo Pinot Noir, which one of the store clerks brought to my attention a few months ago and I'm now in love with. At $13 a bottle, it's my go-to choice now.
The store is laid out in a super cool way. It's really easy to find what you're looking for, and the tasting panels they offer is such a neat idea. I could spend all day in here tasting different red, whites and other varieties.
Cork is also very community-friendly: they participated in Taste of West Village, and recently donated enough product for a 200 person party for a local non-profit fundraiser. That's a huge positive mark in my opinion, because it shows they really care about their community.
Next time you're looking for a bottle and don't know what to pick up, head over to Cork and ask the nearest wine expert. I promise they'll steer you in the right direction. Girl Scouts' honor.
It was a Saturday afternoon at 3pm, and BF and I were hawngry. Sadly though, all the good bbq places had already closed for the afternoon. Probably to refresh their line and all that jazz, but whatevs.
Expecting burnt edged mac-n-cheese and beans with a film on top, I was shocked to see that nothing on the line looked like it had been there for hours -- most were fresh and full!
I couldn't decide between just two sides, so I got a third. It's a habit I started at Mike Anderson's and can't seem to stray from. The pasta salad was creamy but a little bland -- sadly, it was the only side I thought was worth the calories. The mac and cheese shells were cooked too long and fell apart like wimpy noodles; and the coleslaw tasted like pure cabbage, lacking any real flavor.
I ordered the sliced brisket sandwich, but the sandwich bun was small and thick, instead of big and thin...it didn't soak up the brisket juice and bbq sauce like I usually expect. The small surface area of the bread also didn't give a lot of room for an onslaught of meat. I ended up taking the bottom half off and eating it with a fork and knife...boo.
The establishment was clean, but the employees didn't seem to care or want to be there. Down the road to Mike Anderson's I go...
I went in last week looking for new color-friendly shampoo and conditioner, but when I got to my regular section for Matrix, they were all out! I guess with all of those Hawt On Yelp deals, everyone got their hair colored like me. Durn it!
At a loss of where to turn, I moved to the next line over, Redken. I picked up a bottle with a half confused/half frown look on my face when a lady walked by and asked if I needed help. My normal answer is no, but today I needed some damn help.
I asked about Redken, and she was super helpful and steered me towards some products I had no idea existed that Redken makes. I picked up a bottle and was on my way to the checkout when the Matrix stand stood out like a glowing oasis! I threw Redken down like my red-headed stepchild and grabbed my favorite shampoo and conditioner -- in color-safe, of course.
As usual though, the checkout girl was in a frumpy mood and barely offered a crack of a smile.
Now if they could only get the rest of their staff on board with Ms. Redken lady...
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8/22/2009
Until yesterday, I would have given you 4, maybe 5, stars Ulta. But because Little Miss Priss with PMS at the counter did exactly what I told her not to, I'm not happy with you anymore.
I come to Ulta at least twice a month because I'm always in need for something, and their prices are decent and I get coupons in their mailers ALL the time. Twenty percent off here, by 2 get 1 free there. And being the coupon queen that I am, they suck me in every time.
I recently got a coupon that entitled me to $3.50 off $10 or more, plus it was rewards time (wooo!) because I spent over $50 in the last 3 months or something. I needed some more conditioner (at a hefty $16/bottle...hey, a girl's gotta splurge somewhere) and the free gift sounded awesome. Here's how it went down when I went to check out:
Me: Here's my coupon for the free brush and $3.50 off.
Cashier: This isn't on the list of rewards.
Me: Hmm, weird. Because the brush is listed, right here. (showing her)
Cashier: (She studies the sheet thinking I'm wrong, only to see it) Oh. Well, you can't use the coupons at the same time.
Me: So either I get my discount, or the rewards gift I'm entitled to? That's strange. Okay, then throw out the brush and just do the conditioner.
Cashier: That'll be $17.40.
Me: How so? It's $3.50 off the conditioner.
Cashier: No, I told you...you can't use them at the same time.
Me: I WANT TO DO IT THE OTHER WAY AROUND. No brush. Just conditioner.
Cashier: You saved more money this way. $5 off for the brush, versus $3.50.
Me: Yes, but had I just purchased the conditioner I would have paid $13.50, not $17.40.
[She stares at me like I'm stupid for not wanting to purchase something I really didn't need]
I paid because I couldn't argue with someone that wouldn't listen to me (the *customer*) anymore, and the line behind me was starting to stack up. Ugh. I left pissed...really pissed.
Ulta, you have an awesome selection of beauty supplies, great prices and coupons...but unless you improve on that little thing called customer service, I'm buying my conditioner elsewhere.
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Let's start off with the good: the drinks were good and the karaoke was effin' entertaining as hell. I saw everything from rednecks to boob-showing drunk girls up on the stage singing their hearts away, not to mention my desire to belt out Brooks & Dunn. Sadly though, I left before my rising fame could ever get off the ground because of our server.
I didn't catch her name, but it wouldn't have mattered anyhow. My first drink tasted like it should have but the second did not. Thinking they switched up a tank of soda water or made a small mishap, I politely flagged her down and asked for a remake. She hastily stomped off to the bar and returned, stating that the bartender would not remake it "because it would taste the exact same." Hmm. I didn't ask for FREE, I just asked for another, and yet I was baffled at being refused service.
Okay, so I asked for something different, and Mariah C (sitting next to me) ordered another round. She brought back Mariah's drink, but not mine. WTF? Was she really going to make me wait for another drink?
Mariah's drink tasted odd, and she said that her last one had too. So I tasted it...it was my drink. Then I dawned on us that she had mixed up the two drinks on the last round. I flag down the waitress again to let her know that we figured out the problem, and she seemed bothered that I even let her know. Again, I'm still waiting for my drink at this point.
It took her a full 15 minutes for her to bring my drink to the table, and at this point I was so pissed that I just left it on the table and walked out with a few others.
I really would like to return for the karaoke again, but not if Miss Rudeness is working. No way, no ma'am.