Category Archives: Tucson

Crave Coffee Bar for Dessert

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My friend Eric told me about Crave. He texted me an incredible looking dessert picture and said the coffee bar owners were from Kosovo and made all their pastries in house. Tucson doesn’t lack for coffee bars or handmade pastries but something about the picture and his enthusiasm stuck with me.

Months later I drove by Crave and on a whim I stopped for lunch . The interior is cold and clean and bright with lots of metal and glass.

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Tucson coffeehouses typically run to the warm, comfy, bright and funky, the kinds of places you can spend a whole afternoon. Crave offers a very different kind of vibe. In a different city there would be people ordering shots of espresso and slamming them while standing at that steel bar and reading the front page of the NY Times before running off the jobs in high finance. Tucson doesn’t have many people that need that kind of stand-up-rush-through-outta-my-way -I-have-stuff-to-do kind of coffee experience so I’m not sure where Crave fits into the Tucson’s coffee culture. But I do know that the coffee and the dessert are worth a return visit.

I ordered lunch, something they called a panini but was more of a wrap/quesadilla hybrid with smoked salmon, boursin, lettuce and tomato in a tortilla type flat bread.

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The fresh flavors were great but the whole thing was hard to eat. Too flimsy to pick up without everything falling out and sort of odd to eat with a fork. I hope they repackage this idea because I almost love it.

Then I got a honey biscuit to go

Crave Coffee Bar

Imagine a giant shortbread cookie soaked in the nut flavored honey they use on baklava and you have a faint idea of the delectable nature of this honey biscuit.  A little cursory googling on Kosovo desserts reveals that baklava is pretty popular there so I don’t know if that’s the inspiration for this honey biscuit or if it just has a similar flavor for me since I’m relatively unfamiliar with Eastern European desserts. Either way, I’d go back to Crave simply to order another of these biscuits.

I actually ate half of it in the cafe and then had to call on my inner adult and put the rest away or I’d have finished it and ordered a second one to go.

SO. GOOD.

Crave is an unusual addition to Tucson’s coffee houses. They’re a little out of the way, the shop is small and you won’t want to stay long. But their coffee drinks get rave reviews on line (I got the drip coffee and it was good) and I think the honey biscuits are spectacular. They do  have a drive through, so maybe that’s the best solution.

So here’s your ideal late afternoon scenario. Ready? Ok then.

Go through the Crave drive thru, get a coffee and a biscuit to go and take it somewhere scenic. Perhaps Gates Pass to watch the sunset? It’s quite a drive over there though so you might want to get two biscuits because I promise that one will be gone by the time you arrive.

Hey, no problem! Please enjoy. You’re welcome.

Robert’s Restaurant in Tucson

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I have a weakness for diners. Some of my favorite memories from college involve a tiny diner in Wheaton, Illinois called Round the Clock where I’d meet my friend Kateri for Sunday lunch. We’d drink coffee and talk for 4 hours until I had to go to work where I’d jitter my way through the first couple hours of my food service shift until all I’d processed all the excess caffeine.

In the many years since I’ve found that a good diner has:

1. Above average service (bonus points for waitresses that call me honey and keep my coffee cup filled)
2. Breakfast all day (bonus points for perfect crispy hash browns and thick cut bacon)
3. Lots of great tables near windows (bonus points for a location on a busy street where I can get a lot of interesting street color with my breakfast)

I have a couple favorites across the country including Arlis’s in Bellingham, WA

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Original Market Diner in Dallas TX

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And Loveless Cafe in Nashville, which isn’t a diner but has all the above mentioned elements of diner-ness.

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In Tucson, there are a few decent diners but I like Robert’s the best among them.

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I like sitting at the bar watching the kitchen pass through where the waitresses congregate

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The bacon and cheddar omelette is gigantic and full of bacon, the potatoes are only ok but the jalapeno toast is baked in house and is buttery, spicy and fantastic.

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The whole vibe of the restaurant is calm, even when they’re busy. The waitstaff is speedy, there’s no crying or yelling during breakfast service and there’s almost always a seat open at the bar. I wish they were open past 2pm but you can’t have everything.

Check out Robert’s for breakfast and if you’re still hungry afterwards, they also make their own pies.

A great diner = breakfast + pie.

Get the #45 at Miss Saigon

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The most popular vietnamese restaurant in Tucson also happens to be the best. Doncha love it when that happens? Miss Saigon is a small place at the edge of the UofA campus in a tiny “strip mall” that includes a Bruegger’s Bagels and Santa Barbara Ice Cream. Ice cream, bagels, bubble tea and free wifi  might well be the AZ student’s dream list for a perfect destination and thus Miss Saigon is perpetually crowded with tan kids in flip flops and shorts.

The bubble tea is a big draw

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I know that not everyone enjoys giant black tapioca balls in their coconut jasmine milk tea, but I love it. I think you could get little pieces of jellied fruit instead but it doesn’t have the same visual appeal.

Even though there’s always a wait for a table, the food is worth it. I’ve never had a bad meal here and over the last year I’ve become partial to #45 Bún Thịt Nướng

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otherwise known as chargrilled pork and rice noodles with greens. I like their pho and sometimes enjoy their curry as well but I mostly wake up and crave this pork bún dish in particular. It’s just the right amount of salty, chewy, fresh goodness that I want to slather with their homemade siracha sauce and slurp up with chopsticks.

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(I admit to amusement at Miss Saigon’s website FAQ list that includes exactly three questions, one of which is “do I have to use chopsticks?” I say, yes. Definitely.)

So, check out Miss Saigon for great Vietnamese food. While you wait for a table you can eavesdrop on students talking about finals and parties and roommates and then you can wander down to Santa Barbara afterwards and get ice cream.  That’s what you call a great summer evening in Tucson.

And yes, it’s already 90 degrees so summer’s officially here. Go get a bubble tea to celebrate!

Stuck

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All yoga teachers say “work with the body you have today,” which I think is intended to encourage us to be in the present moment.

Today in class Bonnie talked about the ways in which we respond to Bikram differently from day to day. Some days the poses come easily and depth and relaxation follow. Other days, it’s all work. She said that when it’s work, it’s easy to get mentally stuck remembering that it was easier yesterday or last week or when we weren’t injured or tired or over it.

Then she said, “Let yourself be stuck but not miserable.”

So you’re stuck. The poses used to be easier, you used to be more flexible, you felt better yesterday and had more focus and walked out of class feeling like a yoga superstar. Good for you.

Today is different. So what.

Be stuck. It’s where you are. You don’t have control over the elements and the tides and the moons aligning or the sick kids, cranky boss, terrible traffic or whatever else piled up to contribute to your lack of focus and flexibility in class. But don’t be miserable about it because you do have control over that, even if it’s just for 90 minutes in a hot room.

And if you’re miserable, find a way to back off so you’re stuck but not miserable. As Bonnie also points out, it’s just yoga.

Breathe.

Tasteful Kitchen Vegetarian Food

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Is is mandatory that American vegetarian food be boring and bland? Is that a rule somewhere? How is it that all manner of ethnic populations the world over produce meatless food bursting with spice and excitement and America produces Tofurky? I don’t get it.

In fact, I’d put Tofurky, Chick’n and Faken at the pinnacle of egregious vegetarian sins. Who made this crap up? Isn’t the point of Vegetarian food to be anti-meat? Why would a Vegetarian want to eat something pretending to be bacon? If a meat eater wants bacon, why would they choose a pallid non-meat version?

I’m so enraged by bad food. I want to be an equal opportunity eater but my experience with recent Vegetarian restaurants has a 20% success ratio and I chalk much of the failure up to a lack of culinary imagination, a fear of spice and the wrong-headed decision to take amazing vegetables and grains and process them into terrible meat substitutes.

I have vegetarian friends that are crossing me off their Christmas lists right now but my recent experience can be summed up by the equation Vegetarian = Boring.

Tasteful Kitchen is a lovely space run by lovely people with the best of intentions. They do manage to keep from using fake meats and they are (I think) the only restaurant in Tucson to offer Raw food but I still found their cooking to be completely underwhelming.

I had dinner at Tasteful Kitchen with my friend Sarah, who is vegetarian. We both opted for the prix fixe meal that included soup, entree and dessert for $25. I chose the vegetarian meal and Sarah went with the raw meal.

Dinner started with butternut squash soup for me and Sarah’s much fancier carrot ginger.

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I think the soups had the most flavor of anything we ate that night. Sarah’s soup was actually spicy and mine had a little chili kick to it.

The entrees were less exciting. Sarah’s seaweed rolls looked very promising and artistic but I found them blandly chewy and insubstantial.

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My shepherd’s pie-esque stew had a nice mashed potato crust that would have benefited from butter and/or cream and the vegetables beneath needed smoke and spice and depth of flavor. Maybe even more salt would have helped.

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Fortunately, it’s easy to make a vegetarian dessert and the carrot cake was delicious though intensely sweet after a rather bland meal.

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I will give Tasteful Kitchen high marks for their artistic food presentation and the server’s demeanor, which was serene and attentive. I also found the small space to be cozy and inviting. I basically love everything about this restaurant except for the food.

There are only a couple of Vegetarian restaurants in Tucson so I pity the Arizonian Vegetarian in their tepid choices. Lovin’ Spoonfuls has a menu full of fake meat and Tasteful Kitchen lacks spice and flavor.

Futzing

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Greg told a story in Bikram today about a man dithering at a buffet. He couldn’t figure out what he wanted, what might taste good, maybe he wasn’t hungry, he couldn’t tell. He stood there so long that his wife finally said “Good grief, just eat something!”

Then Greg paused and said “and you’re probably wondering why this is relevant…”

We laughed and he said that a lot of us do Bikram like that man. We think too much, consider too many options and dither around. Greg said, “When you go into the pose, don’t futz, pant, stretch and press. Instead, go in and hold it. Wherever you are.”

Jules called Bikram a moving meditation and I think that’s the best description of it, when it’s at its best. When Bikram is hard for me is when I’m trying too hard and my mind won’t shut down. I futz. I’m in each pose thinking of all the ways I could or should be doing it better. I can’t be still, inside or out and I don’t have a single second where I relax into the pose and let go of all the futzing.

Letting go isn’t my forte. I’m a World Champion holder on-er, in Bikram and in life. But I want to practice going into a pose and holding it, leaning into the knowledge that I could go deeper or harder or stronger but that I might gain something from stillness.

I wonder what could happen if I stopped futzing.

The B Line

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I’ve been to B Line before but never for breakfast. It’s a charming little cafe with a simple breakfast menu of a few crepe and egg dishes as well as several sandwich options. Since they have a killer pastry selection including some really delicious looking pies, I opted for a simple breakfast sandwich with chiptole salsa

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Tomato, egg and cheese + Book + Coffee = Delight

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And 4 berry pie with real whipped cream = Extra Delight

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All B Line’s food is great, as is their parent company’s food at Time Market (home of the best tuna sandwich in Tucson) . I love that B Line makes their pastries in house and they have beer on tap.

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It’s the perfect place for a lazy morning. Order something decadent, get a seat by the window and watch the 4th Avenue pageantry pass by.

Dinner at Om Modern Asian Kitchen

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Appetizers included steamed lobster dumplings, which I liked but didn’t love. The wonton wrapper was a bit thick for the filling.

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But this tuna poki salad was fantastic and included goat cheese and green apples.

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Salmon sashimi is my favorite sushi option and I love the curved glass dish.

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I also love any restaurant where I can order Aji.

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I think this was our salmon skin roll…

Om Modern Asian Kitchen

I’m not sure why bananas foster is a common dessert option for Asian restaurants, but it is. This was a nice version of it.

Om Modern Asian Kitchen

Om offers elegantly presented Asian fusion food. I’ve eaten a lot of sushi in the Tucson area and most of it is very good but served in a casual environment. I would go back to Om’s restaurant of “Zen urban chic” when I want something a little more upscale.

Go to Om because summer’s coming and cold fresh sushi takes the edge off of the heat.

Taking the Temperature of the Room

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Rough Bikram class today.

For me it’s a matter of a couple of degrees between a hot class and a HOT class. A hot class means I can be productive. I sweat, I stretch; it is what it is. A HOT class means I can’t get through everything. I literally feel my body radiating heat and even savasana isn’t a relief. I spend the class counting my breaths and trying to just be in the class without hating it. Most of my classes aren’t like this anymore but this one today was a doozy.

I find that when my tolerance is already low, what I really want is a teacher who is aware of the class mood and environment. I call this “taking the temperature of the room,” which takes on a double meaning in a hot yoga class. By this I mean that they adjust their teaching methods to the class they’ve got instead of making every effort to adjust the class to fit their teaching.

We had the second kind today. He’s a good teacher but he unaffected by heat, he likes to talk and we hold each pose a little longer in his class. Usually that’s fine but today it was excruciating. A lot of veteran people fell out of poses early and the group of new people just didn’t know what to do with themselves. They didn’t take the temperature of the quiet focused room and adjust to it. Instead, they breathed noisily, threw their crackly plastic water bottles around and made such a ruckus that Bonnie (who was taking the class) finally said “Hey! Settle Down!”

Hearing the owner of the studio reprimand someone during class made me feel like a kid hearing my mom yell at my siblings. Part of me thought “ha ha!” (they were seriously so loud) but then the rest of me  got a little scared and tried to be extra quiet and fly under the radar while thinking “Mom’s mad.”

And who can blame her? It’s hot. And only getting hotter. I’m leaving Tucson at the end of the week and my opportunities to do Bikram are going away as well. After this class, I think that isn’t so bad. It was only 90 degrees outside today and the Bikram studio was already super hot. With upcoming summer desert temps of 110 degrees, who needs to spend any extra time in a hot room?

I think I can find something else where I’ll suffer in a different way.

Opa! for Greek Food

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Opa! is a popular Greek restaurant in Tucson with a curious name. Because they’re located on Campbell amidst other popular restaurants and bars, I thought perhaps they drafted off the popularity of their neighbors or they featured water slides and pinball games to fulfill the Fun quotient.

I didn’t see a single water slide so I’m still unsure about the Fun part; however, I’m pleased to say that Opa!’s food is great.

This plate of pita and dipping sauces arrived when we sat down

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the Greek version of the basket of tortilla chips, I think. The sauces are yogurt/cucumber tzatziki and a bean dip that wasn’t almost hummus but less smooth and more liquid.

They offer Greek beers, mostly light lagers. I got Alfa on the server’s recommendation and liked it.

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It reminded me a little of Grolsch with an almost honey like aftertaste.

We ordered two wraps and split them, the falafel and the roasted eggplant

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They each came with greek salad and rice.

I LOVED the eggplant, all smoky and chargrilled but was less impressed with the falafel which was dry and crumbly.

Jules and I stayed for hours talking our faces off and the servers didn’t make a single motion to evacuate us and instead just kept refilling our water glasses. I appreciate restaurant staff that don’t get antsy when my dinner stretches out an impossibly long time.

I like Opa! It’s a cool casual place for really decent Greek food and I’d eat dinner there anytime.

I recommend you do the same!