Duff McKagan’s column runs every Thursday on Reverb.
I’ll preface this column by saying first off I realize these
days we all may have a bit less to
spend, but secondly, we must at least try to spend a little dough, in our town,
on our local vendors.
I am fortunate enough to be able to travel quite a bit. Of
course when I do, I must eat. Some cities (like New York and London) have
absolutely wonderful choices for good food. Most other cities may have a few
good restaurants, but as a whole, suck. We are blessed in this city to have a
veritable plethora of really, really good dining spots. You don’t have to be
independently wealthy to dine out here either; Seattle is the king of cozy,
affordable neighborhood fare. I am now going to highlight a few places that I
dig. Hey, I am certainly not a food critic, just a dude with a couple of
tips…and a column!
My wife and I went and got our Christmas tree this past
weekend at a tree lot on 75th and Northeast 25th (by Eckstein Middle School).
On our way back, we stopped off at Top Pot Doughnuts on Northeast 25th. Now my
wife is a true connoisseur of all things pastry; she now swears that this is
the “hands down best” doughnut place she has EVER been to. Loaded’s producer,
Martin Feveyear, on the other hand, swears by Mighty O’s doughnuts near Greenlake.
I have tasted both and am quite sure that you couldn’t go wrong with either, so
have fun and try both…it’s cheap and they both have great coffee!
I do all of my recording in Wallingford, and therefore spend
a ton of time in that neighborhood. As a result, I have found a few really nice
lunch and dinner spots. Erwin’s is a great spot on North 40th (four blocks east
of Wallingford Ave.) that serves a mean latte while serving up great soup and
the best Chinese chicken salad that I have ever had, all at an affordable price
and with a great vibe. Sea-Thai on 45th (just west of Dick’s) is a new find for
me. Four of us had a dinner of excellent Thai food for about $40…with
appetizers. Chutney’s Indian Cuisine on 45th (across from the Wallingford QFC)
is possibly the best Indian food in town. I think that along this stretch of
45th, either a restaurant has got to be outstanding or it will be gone. The
competition is just too good. If you are in the area and want Pho, try Pho on
the Ave (on University Ave.), cheap as it gets.
Barbecue has long been a favorite of mine, and I would
always look forward to playing gigs in Texas, Kansas City, or anywhere in the
South. Seattle could never even remotely be considered a top destination for
ribs and beans until now: Slim’s Last Chance way down past the Starbucks HQ on
First Ave. is some of the best barbecue that I have eaten anywhere (but beware
of the sassy older waitresses and be careful when you order the “3 Way” from
them!). Ro Ro’s barbecue on Stone Way in east Fremont is another excellent
choice for the ribs and chicken…and sass. (The “hostess” once told me she had a
crush on one of the guys in my band. When I asked which guy, she retorted with
“The one who wears his little sister’s pants!”…priceless.) Both of these joints
are REAL affordable, and I guarantee the quality is second to none. Thank me
later. A good side note: The beans at both of these places make great
ammunition for fart tennis action. And just when you said, “Duff. You’ve done
enough for us already!”
For those of us who have kids and therefore need a
high-mess-without-the-guilt place to eat, may I suggest two: The ever-classic
Ivar’s fish bar off of Northlake Ave. on South Lake Union is of course great.
The seagulls will pick up any unnecessary scraps left on the ground. (My
brother Matt worked there in the 80’s, and witnessed a car come off the I-5
bridge and crash in front of the place. You sick motherfuckers can go down and
perhaps wait for that to happen again.) World Wrapps in U-Village has got
everything from smoothies to “Thai Bowls”…and you clean up after yourself (and
your kids).
Living in L.A. for so long certainly has had its drawbacks
(REALLY bad traffic, smog, assholes, fake motherfuckers, real motherfuckers,
entertainment attorneys, and more smog and assholes), but one thing is
top-shelf there…Mexican food. Seattle never really got it quite right over the
years (although Wenatchee and Yakima most certainly did). Well, this has also
changed now that Senor Moose on Leary Way in Ballard has appeared. This place
does traditional Mexican like I have never quite had. I have a niece from just
outside Mexico City, and she swears that Senor Moose has got it right…real,
real good. Get there early, as they don’t take reservations and there is always
a line.
There is a place in my neck of the woods that my wife Susan
swears by and goes to any chance she has. Pair on Northeast 55th St. is (I
guess) uniquely European. She can’t quite explain where the food is traditional
from, other than it’s a “sort of Swiss Alps” type of food. She said that their
potatoes au gratin are absolutely “sick,” and that if I were to write on cozy
neighborhood joints, I should include this place and it should be at the top.
These past few sentences bear witness as a big ol’ “yes, dear” from me. I will
tell you that she goes to the Duchess Tavern across the street to have a couple
of glasses of wine to wash down the aforementioned potatoes….then we get our
“jiggy” on. Was that too much information? Seriously though, my wife lived in
France and Italy and knows from where she talks when it comes to food!
OK, so now you maybe have a few more bucks to spend after a
relative cut you some weird “guilt check” for Christmas (an old aunt of mine
did this one year for me; I didn’t see what was wrong with me wearing a tuxedo
while she insisted I call my dog “Grandpa” while she took a shower…but I
digress?). My all-time favorite “fancy” place to eat in Seattle is Wild Ginger
on Second Ave. downtown. Order the scallops and you will see what I mean when I
say that this place flat-out kicks some serious gastronomic ass. I think it is
kind of a “pick-up joint” on weekends, but who gives a crap…it’s killer.
So that’s it from me. I hope some of you get a chance to at
least try one of these places. If it sucks, they must have changed owners, or
the cook is smokin’ weed.
