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Little Donkey’s cocktails set it apart

I wrote earlier this week about my past longing for a neighborhood restaurant and bar to hang out in. Ore has filled that need for my side of town, but there are treasures throughout the city. And in recent months, Little Donkey has proved itself as a Homewood hot spot.

My Birmingham Restaurant Week visit marked my third meal at the upscale-casual Mexican restaurant, but it was my first dinner. I had eyed the cocktail menu on previous visits, and my dining companion and I were on a mission to find the city’s best margaritas.

We’re early in our search (this was stop No. 2), but so far Little Donkey leads the pack. My margarita packed in all the flavor and tartness I seek, and since it was sweetened with agave instead of a sugary mix, the finish was clean rather than the super-sweet after taste I hate. My companion ordered a Paloma, which resembles a margarita but features grapefruit juice and a splash of soda water. He enjoyed it but preferred my margarita; the Paloma may be a better choice for someone who wants a lighter-tasting version of a margarita.

The BRW-menu appetizer was a tamal of the day, which featured pork on the day of our visit. The waiter said this was his favorite, and I can understand why. It was delicious and flavorful, a perfect tease for what was to come.

When dinner arrived, we were both impressed by the chef’s ability to balance the spices’ heat (which I’m overly sensitive to) with flavor. And the portions were generous; the wood-oven braised green chicken and rice is really about half a chicken per person, which meant I had plenty leftover for lunch the next day.

Casa Cosmo
Donkey’s Daddy

We wrapped up the meal with two more tasty cocktails: a Casa Cosmo, which the menu describes as adding “A Mexican touch to Toby Cecchini’s original Cosmopolitan as served at NYC’s Odeon cafe in the late ’80s,” which certainly exceeded a traditional Cosmo, in my opinion; and a Donkey’s Daddy, which may have been the best drink of the night. That concoction combines bourbon, tequila, house-made hibiscus syrup and lime juice. Each ingredient belongs on my list of favorite things to drink (I have hibiscus tea at home all the time!), and we both loved it. Little Donkey impressed me on many fronts during this visit, and I’ll definitely be sure my next meal includes happy hour.

Ore: A neighborhood spot, and more

I’ve long dreamed of a walkable neighborhood, where I would have easy access to food, drinks and shopping. But Birmingham is a heavily car-dependent city, and let’s be real: Most areas that are easily walkable are a bit out of my price range. My old house was great in a lot of ways, but to call the area around it walkable would have been a stretch. I did test this out once as I walked from my place to the Mexican restaurant 0.3 miles away (directly across from Walmart). Passing cars honked, and their drivers looked at me as though I was crazy.

It’s not surprising, then, that my roommate and I had our eyes set on Crestline Park for a while. On our first full day in the neighborhood, I realized her car was blocking me and she was napping when I wanted to grab lunch. I started to go on a hunt for her keys, but then I realized: I could walk to lunch!

Ore is good for my self esteem as well as my taste buds.

I’ve known that Ore Drink and Dine needed to become my neighborhood spot, but in the few months we’ve lived in the area, I had only made it to Ore once. I didn’t have a good reason for that, beyond sheer busy-ness. And I took the first step toward rectifying that on the first day of Birmingham Restaurant Week.

What a way to end a long week of work! I drove home, exchanged my heavy work bag for a small purse, my copious notes for some lighter reading material, and then walked to the restaurant. I was dining alone but armed with entertainment options; besides my book and magazine, I chose a seat at the bar where I could watch ESPN and chat with the bartender on duty.

Kiss the Baby: Baby Spinach, Baby Arugula, Grilled Red Onion, Candied Cayenne Pepper Pecans, Maytag Blue Cheese Crumbles and Honey Vinaigrette

All of that made for great company, but once my food arrived I didn’t need any extra entertainment. Ore’s BRW options include two salad options, three entree choices and peanut-butter cheesecake for dessert. I started my meal with Kiss the Baby salad. Here’s the thing: I’m not much of a salad girl, but this one included many of my favorite ingredients (arugula, blue cheese, pecans, red onions, a light honey dressing), which made for a flavorful but clean dish.

Grilled Grouper with Conecuh sausage hash, cippolini onion, Idaho potato, haricot verts cucumber, heirloom tomato relish

I was off to a good start. I had never had anything but a pleasant experience at Ore, but Executive Chef Jonathan Brennan (who is new to the restaurant) was already exceeding my expectations. And he took it to another level with the grilled Gulf grouper, which pas paired with a tomato-cucumber relish. The first few bites revealed that the fish was perfectly grilled, enhancing its flavor. But as I uncovered the bed of Idaho potatoes and Conecuh sausage hash on which the fish was perched, I picked up my phone and began texting friends to tell them how mind-blowing my meal was. (That’s the downside of dining alone!)

Peanut-butter cheesecake. What else do I really have to say?

That continued with the peanut-butter cheesecake, a rich, creamy dish topped with chocolate and served with fresh whipped cream. Though the restaurant proved itself as my neighborhood favorite, this meal convinced me that the restaurant is also destination worthy for people from around town.

I left Ore sated but not yet fully satisfied. After all, I have to come back for fried chicken and waffles at brunch!

Beer Saturday: A taste of Avondale

Let’s talk about beer. (It’s something I do often!) Like many people, I started off easy, with Bud Light. I had no idea what I was doing, but it tasted OK to me. I stuck to Bud Light and Mic Ultra for a long time.

Then one night in April 2007, I wandered into the J Clyde. I was reporting a story about Birmingham’s beloved bars and the newcomers on the scene. The JC had been open for a few weeks, and a friend had told me it must be part of my story.

I had no idea how my tastebuds were going to be rocked.

Although Alabama then had the nation’s most restrictive beer laws, the J Clyde’s owners and staff were passionate about beer and educating people about it. During that visit and my next several, the place was so empty that I’d sit at the bar because I felt badly for the bartender. Though that’s no longer the case (some nights, it’s impossible to find a table!), I’m grateful that my beer education began at that bar.

I quickly learned that, even though the state was then restricted to beer with alcohol by volume of 6 percent or less, there were quite a few craft brews that packed far more flavor than what I was accustomed to. I’ve always been someone who drinks for the flavor more than the buzz, and this was a revelation to me. Beer was so much more than I thought.

Thanks to Free the Hops, a lobbying group that pressed for laws that would open up the beer market to allow for higher-gravity beer, larger container sizes, more local breweries and tap rooms in breweries, Alabama’s beer scene has been revolutionized. Restaurateurs are beginning to carry gourmet beers to complement their gourmet food. (And y’all, we know Birmingham is a food town!) Breweries are bringing new life to neighborhoods and creating one more reason for people to get to know the city.

And this year, Birmingham Restaurant Week introduced Beer Saturdays. Saturday’s event featured Avondale Brewing Company and offered attendees a look at beer’s history and local brews.

Beer for three during Beer Saturday at Dave’s Pub

The event, held at Dave’s Pub, began with Dave’s employee Mudd offering a lecture about beer’s long history. (A fun tidbit: Did you know there was a time when, in some cultures, a woman was considered married to a man if he offered a sip of his best and she accepted? I would be in big, big trouble!) before Prohibition in 1919, America was home to 2,400 breweries, but the scene took a nosedive when those laws changed. This is also believed to be when the American palette changed, which I’d like to read more about. (If that’s what we have to blame for American macro brews, well.)

Avondale Brewing introduced its beers in summer 2011, and the tap room opened in November. The owners are passionate about the neighborhood (which you can read more about in the September issue of Birmingham magazine). Sure enough, since the brewery opened, the neighborhood has experienced an awful lot of change, with additional retailers, restaurants and pubs moving in.

Brewmaster Craig Shaw explained the brewing process before the gathered “students” began sampling his wares. Salesman Reeves explained the names of Avondale’s beers, all of which honor the neighborhood’s history, before brewer Ben described each beer.

The Streetcar Kolsh is the brewery’s lightest beer, at 4.3 percent ABV, and the hardest to brew because it’s so clean and light that it’s easy to taste any imperfections. Spring Street Saison is unusual because it’s about double the ABV of most beers of its style. Tripels are a bit different in the brewing process because the brewer begins with the high alcohol content and works backward to hide the taste of the alcohol. It’s also traditionally served in a slightly smaller glass.

Avondale’s Vanillaphant Porter uses Madagascar vanilla bean. The No Joka Moka Stout is a brand-new beer, which some of the Avondale staff hasn’t yet tried, and which smells strongly of coffee. The Battlefield IPA is heavily hopped, with dry hops added to the fermenter at the end of the process.

If you missed this week’s event, go ahead and save Aug. 25 for a little beer tasting. The second Beer Saturday, which will take place from 1 to 3 p.m. at Dave’s, will highlight Good People Brewing Company. And if you want to learn more about Avondale’s brews, head over to 41st Street South. The staff is always excited to talk about their craft.

Resources for beer history, pairings and info on styles:
Beer Advocate
The Brewmaster’s Table
The Oxford Companion to Beer
What are your favorite sources for learning more about beer?

A preview of dishes to come: Birmingham Restaurant Week Preview Party

I love showing off Birmingham, and I’m not alone. The Birmingham Restaurant Week Preview Party offers a glimpse into some of the city’s awesome venues, and last night’s third-annual event drew hundreds of visitors to Vulcan Park and Museum. It’s got an amazing view, an iron statue and a museum filled with local history. What more could you ask for?

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Well, food and drink, of course. And last night, there was plenty of it. My first stop was Avondale Brewing Company’s table, where I grabbed a sample of the Vanillaphant Porter. I’m a regular at the brewery, but it’s also fun to pair my favorite beverages with food that I can’t normally get while I’m in Avondale. I started with sauteed shrimp with Greek feta from Nabeel’s (OK, in part because it was the table closest to the beer. But let’s be real, I also love both shrimp and Mediterranean dishes). While that wasn’t an ideal match, the shrimp was flavorful and will definitely be on my list next time I swing by the Homewood institution.

ImageMaki Fresh’s Blitz Bowl, added to their menu today, was a better match for my beer. The combination of braised brisket, Brussels, sweet potatoes, mushrooms, scallions and miso gravy was a savory, rich treat. The staff also offered samples of the Vulcan Roll, which includes chicken, yellow bell peppers, cream cheese, sundried tomato and a spicy sauce, and lemon ginger bars.

ImageI also stopped by Ted’s Restaurant’s table for a sample of their squash casserole, which my friend Josh declared “just like momma made it.” (I love my mom’s squash casserole, but she uses canned squash. Which I probably shouldn’t tell you. Ted’s was definitely not like my momma made it.) And there were certainly all kinds of cuisines on display; La Paz offered a taste of its Cuban quesadilla, which was a bit spicy for my incredibly delicate sensibilities but was a big hit with my friends.

I cleansed my palate with Good People Brown Ale before heading off to my next destination. And yes, I’ll freely admit I missed a lot of tasty food last night. But there’s so much more to come! I’m looking forward to spending as much time as I can manage at BRW’s participating restaurants during the course of the next 10 days. And of course, I’ll continue to write about them here. I’ve got Ore, Little Donkey, MetroPrime Steakhouse and Vino on my list. What’s on yours?

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On a personal note, I’m thrilled that the event benefited Vulcan Park and Museum. If memory serves correctly, when my grandfather and namesake died, the family asked that donations be made to Vulcan in lieu of flowers. I try to spend a few minutes remembering him each time I’m there.

(OK, I admit it. I’m a terrible photographer.)

Are you ready for some eating?

If you’re not, stay away from Birmingham, Ala. I’ve said for years that I can make anyone a fan of this city, and during my years at Birmingham magazine, I had many opportunities to share the wonderful things about the city. As the city’s restaurant scene gears up for the third-annual Birmingham Restaurant Week (which this year is part of Alabama Restaurant Week), I’ve got ample opportunity to remind folks why I love my city.

Although BRW2012 won’t kick off until a party on Aug. 15, and the restaurant specials won’t begin till Aug. 17, I’ll have a chance this weekend to show my parents why Birmingham is the best. We moved to Florida in 1988, and I returned in 2003. As you can imagine, a lot has changed since they left. The city’s restaurant scene has even changed a lot in the course of BRW’s three years! So every time Mom and Dad are in town, I’m eager to show them my Birmingham.

They’re on my way to my house now, and then we’ll embark on an evening at Avondale Brewing Company (be sure to check out BRW’s beer Saturdays, which are new this year!). We’ll pair that delicious beverage with something tasty from the nearby Saw’s Soul Kitchen. And if I can keep them out long enough, who knows what else could be in store?

Events such as BRW have made my role as a self-appointed Birmingham ambassador even easier and more exciting than when I first returned to the city. I’ll be sharing my enthusiasm throughout BRW as one of the events bloggers. Be sure to check back for where I’ve eaten, whether the menu introduced me to a new dish or I ventured into a new restaurant, and keep tabs on the event’s website for more from my fellow bloggers (and friends!). It promises to be a tasty time.

My ink-stained life

FaulknerSlossGood CoffeeHatch postcardsKentuck 2003Labor and Wait
Mystery and MagicNOLAOld CoatPatty GriffinBirmingham magazinePure Coffee
SemicolonsSteel and MagicStructureTimeWhisk Me AwayPrimavera

Ink-Stained Life, a set on Flickr.

It may be easy to guess why I named my blog Ink-Stained Life. I’m a writer, after all, and as a result I often end up with ink all over my hands. (I still prefer to draft lengthy stories by hand. Somehow it helps me get away from my internal editor and just write.)

But it’s also a reflection of the ink that permeates my house. I fell in love with letterpress prints while in graduate school at Alabama. I lived on the same block as Kentuck Art Center, a fabulous little gallery that annually hosts the Kentuck Festival of the Arts in a park nearby. The gallery participated in Northport’s monthly art nights; the first Thursday of each month, galleries stay open late and offer incentives for patrons to come visit. (The event has since expanded to include Tuscaloosa galleries, as well.) Sometimes the incentives were food or drink. Sometimes they were art openings, frequently with the artist on hand. It was during one such event that I wandered down to the gallery and met Amos Paul Kennedy Jr.

I walked into Kentuck and was awestruck by a wall covered with Kennedy’s letterpress prints. Each was unique, and they were all priced at $10. “I can afford an original piece of art?” I thought to myself. As a grad student, that was a surprising idea indeed.

I spent a long time examining each poster, trying to select just the right one to take home. (Yes, they were $10, but I was still too cheap to buy more than one! Remember, I was living on student loans and dreaming of a future in the high-paid field of journalism.) I finally settled on a patchwork-like Good Coffee poster. Kennedy autographed the poster, and I returned home to tack it to the wall in my bedroom. And just like that, an addiction was born.

I’ve since framed that first purchase, and I’ve bought so many more, from Kennedy and others, that I don’t have space in my home or office to hang them all. (Nor do I have the budget to frame them all! the problem with letterpress posters is they’re frequently odd sizes and require custom frames, which means the frame usually costs much more than the artwork inside.) Because letterpress and other forms of printing are generally accessible art, I also have met and in some cases am friends with the artists whose work hangs throughout my home.

My life has become ink-stained in more ways than one. The words that decorate my walls are a constant reminder of beliefs I hold dear, hopes I hold close and people I adore.

Lessons from 30

I began the countdown to 30 days before my 29th birthday. Years earlier, a guy I was dating told me he was excited about his 30s because he believed it would be a decade during which he’d settle into who he was (which, of course, we tend to spend our 20s sorting out). Many girl friends had told me they spent their 29th years dreading 30, only to arrive and discover it was their best year yet.

The first six months of 30 probably were among my best yet, but the second half of the year was filled with challenges. Still, as I turned 31 this week I looked back on the year past with a lot of gratitude. I’ve learned a lot, and as one friend said in her birthday wish, I get to spend this year (and the rest of my life) putting it into practice. That really is quite a gift.

Lessons from 30

  • It’s OK to let go a little bit. It actually feels pretty great not to perfectly plan every situation.
  • But it’s also OK that I am such a planner. That’s part of who I am, and it’s also part of what makes me good at my work.
  • I don’t have to be best friends with everyone. There’s a difference between close friends and acquaintances. Both are great.
  • Sitting at the brewery with a book isn’t only a good way to spend an hour; it’s also a conversation starter.
  • Some things are options, not obligations. Learn to differentiate, and give yourself the freedom to say no.
  • Taking care of myself is about more than small indulgences such as a cup of coffee at my favorite coffee shop.
  • I am stronger than I believed.
  • That goes for both physical and emotional strength. I’ve learned that lessons learned on the yoga mat often translate to life off of it.
  • Sometimes the sweetest sound isn’t a song, but instead the quiet of my house and thoughts.
  • People care about me more than I often believe they do. And they go out of their way to show it.
  • Teaching others also teaches me a lot about myself. It gives me confidence in management and also encourages me to assess how I interact in both professional and personal settings.
  • There’s no greater decision than opening up to love, even when the outcome isn’t what I hoped.
  • There’s so much left to learn.
  • Moving sale!

    My roommate and I are about to move to a smaller house. And while we’re very excited about it, that also means it’s time to downsize! If you’re interested in any of these odds and ends, please email me at —removed because everything is gone!—. I’ll also have a variety of books and CDs, but I haven’t cataloged all of those yet. Everything must go by June 1.

    Twin bed, mattress and box spring $125 (Sold)

    Two Laura Ashley twin comforters, free (Donated)

    Bike, $30 (Sold)

    Natural pine coffee table, $20 (Sold)

    Microwave, $15 (Sold)

    Rugs, approximately 10×7 ($50) and 5×8 ($30) (Donated)

    Pair of yellow chairs, free (claimed by JV)

    Pair of end tables, free (claimed by JV)

    Seeking peace in downward-facing dog

    Yoga and I are still in the early blush of our relationship. It’s like dating a new, wonderful man: I can’t stop talking about how great this is, how it’s different than anything I’ve experienced before, how hopeful I am for the future. I’ve been practicing for several months now, and regularly attending classes for two. We’re deep enough in this relationship to give me the confidence that it will last a while.

    The instructor whose class I attended last night often asks us to set an intention for our practice. She said the word strength had come up several times in her day, and so she focused on that throughout the class.

    As I hung in down dog, I ruminated on her words. Yoga is a place of strength. I’ve fallen in love with yoga for its mental benefits; because there’s such emphasis on the breath and focusing on the present moment, practicing yoga helps me slow down, eases tension and allows anything I need to deal with to bubble to the surface. It’s often a physical manifestation of mental strength, as we breathe into difficult postures and endure discomfort because we know it will lead to a greater good. And the physical results are a manifestation of that: Though it generally isn’t why I practice, I can’t deny that I love the muscle I’ve developed.

    As we moved into half-pigeon, the instructor began talking about vulnerability as the opposite of strength. I’ve learned a lot about vulnerability in the past year, about letting people into my life and admitting when times are hard and I don’t have it all together. I’m an independent person, but I don’t believe people are meant to face life on their own. I’ve learned to soften and to listen to the encouragement others offer (and I think that’s shown me how strong I can be). I’m not one to quote scripture in every situation, but a portion of 2 Corinthians 12:9 came to mind: “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”

    I’m in the middle of a rough patch, where I’m being shown both how strong I am and how many people are willing to be strong for me when I’m not capable. (I even talked to the yoga teacher before class, and she paid me special attention throughout, showing grace to a near-perfect stranger.) I’m grateful for these quiet moments when I can seek peace.

    2012 concerts

    1. Birmingham Mountain Radio anniversary party, Workplay, Jan. 6, 2012
    2. Punch Brothers with Loudon Wainwright III, Alys Stephens Center, Jan. 28, 2012
    3. Mike Doughty concert, reading and q&a, WorkPlay, Feb. 10, 2012
    4. Lee Bains III & the Glory Fires, Bama Theater, Tuscaloosa, March 23, 2012
    5. Great Book of John and Lauren-Michael Sellers, Relax by the Tracks at Railroad Park, April 12, 2012
    6. Sharon Van Etten with Flock of Dimes, Bottletree, April 22, 2012
    7. Punch Brothers, Cannery Ballroom, Nashville, April 30, 2012
    8. The Head and the Heart, Birmingham Mountain Radio in-studio session, May 5, 2012
    9. Todd Simpson and Mojo Child and Gip Gibson, Relax by the Tracks at Railroad Park, May 10, 2012
    10. Jason Isbell and Amanda Shires, Alys Stephens Center, June 16, 2012
    11. Ringo Starr and His All-Star Band, Tuscaloosa Amphitheater, July 3, 2012
    12. Josh Ritter and the Royal City Band, WorkPlay, July 29, 2012
    13. War Jacket, WorkPlay, Aug. 4, 2012
    14. The Great Book of John, Preston Lovinggood and The Grenadines, Communicating Vessels, Aug. 10, 2012
    15. Robert Plant and the Sensational Shape Shifters with Hayes Carll, Alabama Theatre, Aug. 12, 2012
    16. Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit, WorkPlay, Aug. 17, 2012
    17. Azure Ray with SoKo, Bottletree, Sept. 4, 2012
    18. The Secret Sisters with Dillion Hodges, Vulcan AfterTunes, Sept. 22, 2012
    19. Alabama Symphony Orchestra, Tchaikovsky’s Symphony No. 5, Alys Stephens Center, Oct. 6, 2012
    20. Jason Isbell with Andrew Combs, Vulcan AfterTunes, Oct. 21, 2012
    21. Neil Young with Alabama Shakes, Tuscaloosa Amphitheater, Oct. 25, 2012
    22. A Charlie Brown Christmas performed by Jeffrey Butzer and T.T. Mahony, with Jeffrey Butzer & the Bicycle Eaters and Chad Shivers & The Silent Knights performing “The Ventures’ Christmas Album,” Bottletree, Dec. 21, 2012