STEPH DEROSA: GUESS WHOâ€™S COMING TO DINNER?
Every once in a while I get a hankering for a little sumpinâ€™ to munch on with my beer. The standard foods that best compliment my frosty alcohol-lined brew are typically salty: chips, pretzels, and peanuts. The best snack Iâ€™ve ever encountered runs double duty as a meal fit for four. I of course am speaking of Magooâ€™s infamous nachos. Out from the kitchen comes the hugest, heaviest, steamiest plate of nachos Iâ€™ve ever seen. Chunks of chicken, no shortage of cheese, and all the jalapeÃ±os I could ever ask for. Whatâ€™s even better is that halfway through this gynormous mound of melty flavor is yet another layer of chicken, cheese, olive, and jalapeÃ±os. Iâ€™m pretty sure Jesus wouldâ€™ve ordered these at the Last Supper if heaven had a Magooâ€™s.
This week Iâ€™m going to share my nachos with some super cool folk Iâ€™ve had the fortunate opportunity of meeting.
First, thereâ€™s Kendra. Iâ€™ve known Kendra since before the very first Toilet Tales. Once upon a time she worked at a coffee shop that I would frequent. Sheâ€™s sweet, charming, giggly, and always has a smile on her face. I no longer hang out at that particular coffee joint, and she no longer works there, but we bump into each other quite often, and itâ€™s always so good to see her. If youâ€™d like to catch a glimpse of one of the coolest people ever, stop by Magooâ€™s. Sheâ€™s pullinâ€™ beer there for a paycheck on any given night. Here in the picture Kendra is admiring BanditoBettyâ€™s new tattoo outline.
Speaking of Banditoâ€™s new tattoo outline, Iâ€™m inviting Jason G. from Flaming Dragon Tattoo. Bandito came in with a â€œWhere the Wild Things Areâ€ vision, and Jason hooked her up. The work, detail, and expression will simply make you melt. The outline took four hours, and she still has four more four-hour sittings left. Itâ€™s going to look incredible, thereâ€™s no doubt.
Travis Pellegrini â€" what a cutie. Thank you Satellite Coffee for giving me one more welcoming face when I park myself at one of your tables. Travis is a relatively new barista at Satellite, and he is tearinâ€™ it up. Iâ€™ve witnessed him handle a line of people out the door with nothing but grace and character. If he looks familiar, you might recognize him from Mandolin CafÃ© where he spent the last few years tossing coffee beans and serving up espresso.
Iâ€™ve said it before and Iâ€™ll say it again: one of my all-time favorite places in Tacoma is the Rosewood CafÃ©. Best chocolate chip cookies EVER. The cold beer, unique wines, fresh food, and personalized service bring me back every time. So naturally Barry Watson, owner of Rosewood CafÃ©, is always welcome at my house. I owe him some of that warm hospitality he is always showing me when I visit his comfort castle at 26th Street.
For pure entertainment purposes I am bringing in the big guns: Larry Steiner. What. A. TRIP. This guy is batshit crazy, and I love it. Painted jackets, guitars, reckless stories, and outlandish ideas are what makes Larry tick. Any guy that owns (and actually drives) a milk van donning an Alice in Wonderland paint job is one cool motherfucker. He is a ride you will never forget. Of course as with any dangerous ride, Iâ€™d like to caution all pregnant or nursing women, people with back problems, heart conditions, and people who develop motion sickness easily to ride at your own risk.
And last, weâ€™re gonna need some alcohol for this entertaining, dangerous, yet delicious dinner. For this weekâ€™s drinks, Iâ€™ve called in the Captain. Thatâ€™s right, Captain Morgan is in the house. I had breakfast with him at the Parkway Tavern last week, and he made me laugh the entire time. Although, the question eventually arose: Whatâ€™s Captain Morgan doing here if the Parkway doesnâ€™t even serve liquor? Ryan, the Parkwayâ€™s famous hash brown schlepper had an answer: â€œJust because the Parkway is a tavern doesnâ€™t mean it canâ€™t have a little captain in it.â€ Classic.