Brick & Mortar–the new spot from ex-Franklin Mortgage partner Mike Welsh–isn’t open yet, but it just made Details magazine’s list of the Most Anticipated Bar Openings of 2015. Which is nice, right? It was the only Philly spot to get a mention, and got tagged for its promise of “quality drinks served quickly, [including] wine on tap, bottled and batched cocktails, and low-alcohol libations to keep locals sitting on barstools long into the night.”
Vetri took a bit of a shot at Solomonov in his Huffington Post piece on food writing and criticism the other day. But I guess the two of them have worked it out.
Nicely done, gentlemen.
After yesterday’s kerfuffle, you’d think there wouldn’t be much that we and Marc Vetri would agree on. But you’d be wrong because this Restaurant Week thing? It’s getting out of hand. Vetri has never been a fan, and while we might understand the draw and utility of a few days of deals in the middle of a dead month, enough is enough.
Me N Mo. Meatballs and More. Get it? A bit clunky, but it does convey the vital information, which is that this is the place to come if you’re looking for meatballs.
Also, I guess, if you’re looking for more.
As he occasionally does, Marc Vetri took to the internet again today, writing a piece for the Huffington Post about how modern food writing, particularly as it relates to him, all sucks all the time always, and how all the punk kids in town have to get off his lawn.
His list of grievances, in no particular order:
So Jonathan Gold, Pulitzer Prize-winning restaurant critic for the L.A. Times, has gone public. Shown his face. Done all the things that a critic does when he (or she) decides that playing the cat-and-mouse game is no longer worth it. He wrote a big piece in this weekend’s paper explaining his decision, saying, among other things:
“My tribe’s tastes include odd seafood, obscure white wines from the bottom of the list and the dodgier bits of the animal. (Barbara Kafka, a great cookbook writer and former restaurant consultant, used to devise what she called “critic bait,” eel terrines or pig-nose dishes that existed solely to be reviewed.) We will never send back a plate of food, but we are quick to point out a corked bottle of wine. If you address us by the name we have reserved under, it will take us a moment to realize you are talking to us. We know how to pronounce mille-feuille. We ask about the provenance of the sea urchin. Our habits are as predictable as those of mating owls.”
Patriots, Seahawks, football, blah blah blah.
Look, we like football as much as anyone. But this year, owing to various regional animosities and deep-seated issues with certain Pacific Northwestern waterfowl, we’re way more excited about Super Bowl Sunday as a food holiday — an excuse to amass the maximum amount of deep-fried calories possible and then see how many of them we can consume before passing out on the couch.
If you happen to be in the neighborhood tonight, Justin Swain of Rex 1516 is testing out his new pit beef sandwiches. That’s tri-tip steak with horseradish and raw white onion on a Martin’s potato roll with fries on the side, and it looks awesome.
Only available while supplies last, so get there quick.
Justin Swain [Instagram]
Remember that collaboration dinner we told you about a couple weeks ago? The two-night-only, side-by-side Vetri/Morimoto pairing event? Yeah, well it sold out fast and is happening tonight, but for all of you out there who aren’t one of the 32 people total who will get to actually eat this meal, here’s a quick look at how one of the plates turned out.
That is seriously one of the most lovely things I’ve seen in a long time. And while I’m not often envious of people tasting dinners (because god knows I’ve been to more than my share), I am more than a little jealous of the folks sitting down to this table.
Photo courtesy Cashman & Associates [Twitter]