<![CDATA[Boulder - Weekly - Restaurant Review]]> <![CDATA[Tibet Kitchen: bad parking, great prices]]> While they may look it, momos aren’t finger foods. They squirt hot, burny, liquid, which is fine for your mouth, but not for your wrist. Don’t be a hero. Just use a fork.]]> <![CDATA[A slice of Italy]]> Some local Italian restaurants trace their culinary lineage back to the venerable Americanized red sauce haunts of San Francisco or the East Coast. Alternatively, they may possess a more direct link to the old country without the hindrance of flavors compromised to suit New World palates.]]> <![CDATA[Asian food for all tastes]]> Pan-Asian variety is the name of the game at Pearl Street’s Moongate Asian Bistro, which features a diverse and affordable Asian menu. Classic Chinese-American cookery is one of the stars of the show here, with such venerable chestnuts as Kung Pao chicken and broccoli beef on tap. Moongate also offers several Thai, Japanese and Vietnamese selections, including pad thai, sushi and Saigon soft shell crab.]]> <![CDATA[Barbecue-topia at KT’s Hickory Pit]]> There are four KT’s locations. The East Boulder spot I visited is a converted house on 74th and Arapahoe, decorated with Elvis memorabilia, including a copy of the only cookbook this reporter owns hanging on the wall, Are You Hungry Tonight?: Elvis’s Favorite Recipes.]]> <![CDATA[A classic diner standby still delivers]]> The energetic cooks and servers here are a friendly yet efficient lot, and the menu holds few surprises for a breakfast and lunch joint. Offerings include a full complement of egg dishes ranging from single egg, bacon and toast kids specials for $4 to $8 jumbosized helpings of huevos rancheros.]]> <![CDATA[Give me home fries or give me death]]> The North Boulder Cafe is about as close to a lonely roadside diner as one is likely to find in city limits.]]> <![CDATA[Won’t you be my neighbor?]]> It’s comfort food that breaks neither the bank nor the belt, and that proves a point I’ve long argued for as a food writer: fine food doesn’t require fine dining. You should be able to get a great meal at a decent price in jeans. The Kitchen Next Door shows there’s no reason you can’t afford — or be let in the door — for a good meal.]]> <![CDATA[Pica’s Taqueria]]> Co-worker David Accomazzo was blunt in what to expect from Pica’s Taqueria: “hipster tacos,” he said.]]> <![CDATA[Rolling with noodles in Lafayette]]> The decor is minimal in this narrow 40-seat eatery, which features several tables and a tiny sushi bar in the back. I noticed a fair number of Asian families dining here, always a good sign. Noodle offerings including thick udon, as well as more svelte ramen, are available in a variety of broths.]]> <![CDATA[An old-school specialty shop]]> I´m just old enough to remember that when my parents went shopping for groceries, their outings weren't just limited to supermarkets. We'd go to locally owned specialty bakeries, produce shops and butchers, many of which are long gone, although two of them, Saag's and Just Desserts, have become noteworthy retail brands.]]> <![CDATA[A taste of the South]]> As a longtime High Country denizen, I must admit a vague understanding of what constitutes the Low Country, although Pat Conroy seems to have something to do with it. However, a handy glossary on the back of Boulder’s new Shug’s Low Country Cuisine menu and a spot of research sheds light on the subject. ]]> <![CDATA[Getting dizzy on Boulder’s newest donuts]]> I fed Mara donuts until she wept. Well, not really, although we certainly did a fine job of indulging ourselves at Dizzy’s Donuts, Boulder’s newest venue serving fresh takes on old-school baked goods.]]> <![CDATA[Cup at Conorís]]> Unfortunately, pretty much everything I know about World Cup soccer comes from the mid-í90s pinball machine of the same name. I know that teams from around the world are involved and someone enthusiastically yells out ďgoalĒ in an elongated manner whenever points are scored.]]> <![CDATA[Not half bad]]> A recent experience at a national chain sandwich shop in Lusk, Wyo., made me realize why sandwiches arenít often my first meal choice. My sandwich wasnít terrible, itís just that this comestible was strictly functional, with little artistry or care involved in its creation.]]> <![CDATA[The return of succulent sushi]]> About a year ago, I was dismayed to learn that Longmont's Ichiban was suspending its sushi and sashimi service, as this was perhaps my favorite spot for variations on the raw fish theme. I was out of sorts until learning that a retooled version of Ichiban reopened late last fall with sushi Sensei John back at the helm.]]> <![CDATA[A taste of Kerouac]]> Our student body president would have felt at home at Minglewood, a new eatery primarily catering to a lunchtime worker crowd near 55th and Arapahoe. Staff wearing Steal Your Face t-shirts, posters featuring Jerry, and a menu paying homage to Beats and bands ranging from Kerouac to Jefferson Airplane (how Grace Slick could go from “Somebody to Love” to “We Built This City” still confounds) give this spot distinctive character.]]> <![CDATA[Chicken a la antlers]]> The Sunday brunch menu has a few crossover items from the chicken-centric dinner menu, but focuses more on traditional breakfast items like roast beef hash ($11) and a delicious-sounding egg-battered slab of Texas toast dressed up in bourbon apples ($9).]]> <![CDATA[Going mod]]> When a restaurant is named Modmarket, one expects a certain menu and ambience distinct from say, a place called the Doofusateria. Indeed, this Boulder quick-serve outpost serves fresh and healthy flatbread pizzas, salads and soups in a Twenty Ninth Street Mall spot reminiscent of Eero Saarinen's swoopy space-age terminal at New York's JFK Airport.]]> <![CDATA[Keeping it hush-hush]]> Groucho Marx famously sent a telegram to the Friars Club, a selective association of entertainers that counted the comedian among its membership. His wire went like this: ďPlease accept my resignation. I donít want to belong to any club that will accept people like me as a member.]]> <![CDATA[Make a mess at Ras Kassa’s]]> Their motto is “Eat like you’ve never heard of silverware,” and they aren’t kidding. Everything from farmer’s cheese to lentil stew is served with spongy Ethiopian bread called injera to be used for scooping, and nothing else.]]>