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Some strip malls, no matter how well located, seem to have problems keeping long-term tenants. Today there's a parakeet groomer, tomorrow there's a spatula sharpener in their old spot. Despite plenty of cars in the parking lot, few of those little storefronts stay long. The strip mall on Eureka Way, once anchored by Safeway and now by Ace Hardware, has been one of those places where someone's hopes and dreams for a successful little business bloom and then fade and disappear.

But The Best Little Sandwich Shop has been sitting pretty for well over a year in that little shopping center. When Femme de Joie first saw the marquee change, she figured it was just another little enterprise she shouldn't get attached to because it would be gone soon. After all, it's a recession, and who is foolish enough to start a sandwich shop when times are hard? Who's going to buy sandwiches when you can make them at home?

As it turned out, plenty of people are buying at TBLSS. They offer up something different from the standard deli sandwich and far more options than the mega-Hoagie-chain. Though there's no hiding the young hipster vibe of the staff and many customers, M. de Joie has seen numerous non-hip customers waiting for their sandwiches too. It doesn't matter if you're for the waltz or for Lady Gaga; TBLSS has something for everyone.

TBLSS is very small: in the entrance are a couple of small tables (on a winter day, you're likely to get frequent icy drafts from the doors opening constantly). There's a small counter with a few barstools inside, but it really isn't a place to stay to eat. Best to get your food to go.

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Rainer's Reuben ($9.00, including a bag of chips, a bottle of water, and tax) was the most elaborate Reuben sandwich Femme de Joie has ever come across. In addition to the pastrami (what, no corned beef?), sauerkraut, Swiss cheese and 1000 Island dressing on rye, "everything" included lettuce, tomato, onion, pepperoncini, avocado, and their "Silly Sauce" (a blend of mustard, mayonnaise, and a couple of secret ingredients). Although this wasn't a Reuben for purists, it was incredibly delicious with multi-layered flavors and textures. The rye bread, however, didn't have the strength to hold everything together and eventually collapsed into a soggy heap.

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Military Pride was served as a submarine on a roll - a good idea, since ordinary bread could never have stuck together as long as the roll did under the onslaught of juicy fillings. Meatballs, marinara sauce, Jalapenos (which got lost amid all the other ingredients) and jack cheese combined to make one of the messiest sandwiches ever created. If there's a criticism, it's that the basic meatballs, sauce, etc. were competing with the lettuce & co. for attention. This might be better served as is, without the usual sandwich toppings.

Macaroni salad on the side was nothing special to write home about - while the macaroni was not overcooked, the dressing was one-note sweet with only a few random dice of red bell pepper to give it any character.

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Miss Mercy, a vegetarian combination with sprouts plus cheese, instantly took M. de Joie back to her college days, when students believed that you could easily live on ramen, doughnuts, and chips, as long as now and then you had an avocado sandwich with sprouts - you know, for balance. This was a taste of the 1970s that may have gotten lost for a while when foodies got obsessed with artisinal cheeses and home-cured meat on kamut & farro bread. If you think this sandwich looks messy now, it's nothing compared to how it looked after a few bites. Femme de Joie loved it and would definitely go back for another one.

Alongside was a cup of butternut squash soup, a thick, smooth puree accented with curry flavors - a sophisticated flavor you wouldn't expect to find in a small sandwich shop. The cole slaw was one of the better ones M. de Joie has found around town - the cabbage was still crisp and the dressing didn't puddle down in the bottom of the cup.

The Best Little Sandwich Shop is one of Femme de Joie's favorite very small businesses around town. They're filling in a couple of culinary thin spots in Redding by offering not only gluten-free breads but a vegan menu including vegan turkey and soy cheese. That may not be important to most people, but local celiac sufferers and vegans can attest it's very difficult to find that kind of food available in restaurants. Their regular menu has something for any taste - if you don't see what you like, they'll make a special sandwich for you. They'll text your bill to your cell phone (which is something M. de Joie has never seen). And they often have specials such as any sandwich for 50% off.

There is, however, one drawback. TBLSS is SLOW. They do encourage customers to call or fax in their orders ahead, especially during lunch, but it's M. de Joie's experience that they are slow even when business is slow. Each sandwich is made to order, and it appears that each sandwich-maker is making several sandwiches at once, which may account for the delay. So if you're in a hurry, take this into consideration - call or fax in your order ahead. WAY ahead.

The Best Little Sandwich Shop, 2255 Eureka Way (between Magnolia and Orange), Redding, CA 96001. Phone 530-227-6590; fax 1-888-382-0882. Open Monday-Saturday, 9;30 AM - 12:30 AM, Sunday 11:00 AM - 4:00 PM. Cash, cards. No alcohol. Ample on-site parking. Vegan and vegetarian options; gluten-free bread. Website and menu here.
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That Peck's Bad Boy of the Travel Channel, Anthony Bourdain, recently commented in the New York Times that San Francisco is "a two-fisted drinking town, a carnivorous meat-eating town, it’s dirty and nasty and wonderful…" and Femme de Joie would pretty much agree on all counts. Never having lost her love of that deliciously wicked town and all its delights, she particularly craves the myriad restaurants of Baghdad-by-the-Bay and greedily anticipates the next eating adventure there.

Not long ago, M. de Joie and Amico del Signore decided to tread in a couple of Bourdain's footsteps to the House of Prime Rib, a bastion of unapologetic worship of beef and booze on Van Ness. A reservation was made by phone for a Saturday night at 9 p.m., and the House of Prime Rib returned a confirmation call two days before.

It was a lovely night in The City. M. de Joie and A. del Signore arrived on foot at the House of Prime Rib, bypassing the valet parking available. We were about 45 minutes early and said as much to the reservations clerk, who checked us in and directed us (naturally) to the lounge.

House of Prime Rib hasn't changed their decor since its inception: part faux-English Squire's manor, part private men's club, the enormous space is divided into manageable rooms with dim lighting and classic retro furnishings. We found a small table near the fireplace; the cocktail waitress arrived within three minutes. She was friendly but efficient and took our orders for two Bombay gin and tonics, extra lime ($8 each - a surprise bargain in pricey San Francisco considering we called the liquor).

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Cute mini-carafes of generic bar snacks came with our cocktails. The g-and-t's were perfect, with lots of extra lime wedges on the side. As we waited in the lounge, we took note of the mix of clientele: an older couple seated in brocade armchairs who never looked at or spoke to each other; a large party from Italy who were meeting an American relative; frat boys boisterously boozing; two middle-aged men of eccentric but expensive means, negotiating a business deal; a younger couple on a date which he appeared to be ill-prepared to pay for.

After draining our drinks, we waited for our reservation to be called. It was Saturday night, after all, and quite busy even at 9 pm. Femme de Joie ordered another gin - what the hell, she wasn't driving - and the minutes ticked by. The crowd thinned. No one looked our way.

At 9:40, after sending up a couple of flares, Amico del Signore got the attention of the house manager and pointed out that we had a table booked for 9 p.m. and it was now leaning toward 10 pm. There was a flurry of activity: they were so sorry, it was an oversight, please just one moment, and then we were whisked into a dining room and seated at a rather small table. M. de Joie sat on the banquette, which wasn't bad, but A. del Signore was perched on a wooden chair that stuck out into the walkway the waiters used. This was not going to work. We flagged down a busboy and asked if we could have a nearby table that was more accommodating.

And then... we finally got waited on. The restaurant manager escorted us to a much nicer table where we could both sit at the banquette, overseeing the room. We were assigned an experienced waitress (making us wonder just who we might have gotten had we remained at the Tiny Table), and the manager handed us a menu of wines-by-the-glass, apologizing again for their oversight, inviting us to order any glass of wine on the house. It seemed churlish to go directly to the $16 Duckhorn or Frog's Leap, so we both ordered the 2007 Clos de Bois Merlot for $8, which was undistinguished. Note: if this should happen to you, don't be modest. Go for the expensive wine.

The House of Prime Rib serves two things: prime rib and fish. Nearby was a table full of Japanese tourists who had all ordered the fish (making us wonder why they'd bother visiting this restaurant when there are so many fine fish restaurants in SF); each one had a large plate with a perfect but lonely salmon fillet in the center. We went for the prime rib: one Henry VIII cut and one English cut.

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First came the salad, which is apparently famous for the dressing that takes three weeks to make, and which, we were assured, some people come to the restaurant specifically for. It was quite a production, the Making Of The Salad, whomping the salad bowl to make it spin on a bed of ice, pouring the dressing from on high to anoint the salad greens and beets like holy oil, finally presenting the spun-poured-anointed plates of salad with a chilled fork with which to transfer lettuce from the plate into one's mouth. Femme de Joie would like to say here that the Presentation Of The Chilled Fork is a ritual she finds exceedingly pretentious, if not downright silly, but it seems to be catnip to a certain genre of diners.

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The Salad.

Well, it's a salad, isn't it? Despite the glam production, it tasted very much like a salad covered in bottled Seven Seas Russian dressing. That's not to say it was bad; it wasn't. But neither was it all that fabulous, either. It was lettuce and canned beets covered in a sweet red sauce.

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Hardly had we finished our lettuce parfaits when the plates were whisked away and a triangular apparatus was set before us, containing three strengths of horseradish. We'd barely had time to slice some sourdough bread before our plates of prime rib were plopped in front of us.

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They looked about the same except that Amico del Signore's more expensive Henry VIII cut contained the rib bone, which the waitress told us was good luck or a propitious augury or something like that. It may be, but it also is inedible and when you're paying by the weight for prime rib, it's a bit of a rip-off as well. Standard accompaniments are mashed potatoes and gravy (which were both good, albeit salty), Yorkshire pudding (used here to absorb the gravy, rendering it pretty soggy), creamed spinach (which is one of Femme de Joie's very favorite foods but here was on the dry side and salty), and creamed corn (the best of all the sides, nicely sweet and creamy with a little crunch to the kernels).

The prime rib itself was perfect: cooked as requested and meltingly tender with the mineral taste of aged meat. The horseradish was exactly as described: "mild, medium, and watch out," and we both piled on the Watch Out. We cleaned our plates. We had understood that when the larger cuts are ordered, that free seconds are offered, but this did not happen. Here's your hat, what's your hurry? The plates were removed, the horseradish tree disappeared along with the barely-touched sourdough loaf before we realized what had happened, and suddenly dessert menus were proffered. All the desserts were old-school: peach Melba, bread pudding, strawberry shortcake - classics all, but we'd barely had time to consider the dinner we'd just had, never mind sweets. We skipped dessert.

It was barely a minute later that our bill arrived: $119. We were aware of the prices when the reservation was made so it wasn't a shocking total, but when we considered all that had transpired, the disappointing quality of some of the dishes, and the rush to get us served and out the door, it seemed very high. By 10:30 p.m. we were outside on Van Ness again, slightly dazed and wondering if things would have been different had Anthony Bourdain been with us.

House of Prime Rib, 1906 Van Ness Avenue (between Washington and Jackson), San Francisco, California. 415-885-4605. Valet parking available, but MUNI lines 1, 10, 12, 17, 19, 47, 49, and 76 all run within a few blocks. Full bar. Open for dinner nightly. Reservations essential; call restaurant or book at OpenTable.com. Vegetarians and vegans: nothing to see here. Website at houseofprimerib.net.
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Sherven Square, that block of Market Street between Tehama and Shasta, boasts a surprising number of restaurants within a short walking distance: Sandwichery, Grilla Bites, Fasolini’s Pizza, Los Gordos, La Cabana, Kobe’s, Maxwell’s, Fatboy’s BBQ. Last fall, Village Deli opened its doors too, right across the street from Old City Hall. It’s easy to drive right by and miss, but this pleasant little café downtown might be worth a stop.

The freshly painted interior, decorated with black-and-white posters of New York City, boasts a few tables with a counter and seats along one wall. Order at the deli to take away or be served at the tables. Service is friendly, though not especially fast, and that’s due to the clumsy set-up of the prep area. Employees have to continually walk back and forth past each other to reach the cold case, pull out the mortadella or roast beef, slice to order, then lug the meat back and replace it in the display case. The upside of this is that every sandwich is made fresh; no dried-out cold cuts are waiting around all day. The downside, of course, is that you might wait a bit for your sandwich.

Regular deli sandwiches (roast beef, ham, corned beef, etc.) are priced according to size -- small: 4 ounces meat, 2 ounces cheese; large: 8 oz/4 oz; New Yorker: 12 oz/6 oz.

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The Mediterranean Salad ($3.99/$6.49) was terrific: crisp mixed greens with Romaine, cucumbers, tomatoes, feta, kalamata olives and balsamic vinegar dressing was sharp and flavorful. Unfortunately the soup of the day, chicken with wild rice, wasn’t as successful. Cubes of white meat chicken became stringy and dry while simmering all day; the wild rice was tough and sank helplessly to the bottom of the cup.

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The Long Island ($6.49/$10.49) is a triple-decker of turkey, corned beef, Russian dressing and cole slaw piled on toasted rye. The sweet-tart crunchy slaw was a great foil for salty corned beef. Beef-barley soup was also hearty, warming, and full of vegetables.

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The Italian ($6.49/$10.49) was a bit of a disappointment. The meats and cheeses -- dry salami, cotto salami, mortadella, hot coppa, and provolone with pepperoncinis, red onion, oil and vinegar -- were lost inside that super-thick roll. It was quite a bit on the dry side and needed more juicy-ness and less bread. But the fillings had great flavor, so M. de Joie may give that Italian sandwich another try -- on different bread with more spreads.

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Chef salad ($4.49/$6.99) is a good value and satisfying. You know the drill on a chef’s salad: there’s nothing unusual here, but all ingredients were fresh and flavorful and the serving size was generous.

While Femme de Joie wasn’t crazy about everything she tried at Village Deli, the salads were winners and overall she feels it has potential to serve up some really fine sandwiches with a bit of feedback from customers about what’s good and not-so-good. Prices are reasonable and everything is made to order. When you’re downtown thinking about a tattoo or recording your debut CD, stop in and give them a try.

Village Deli, 1300 Market Street, Redding, CA. 530-241-8800, fax 530-245-0350. Open Monday-Friday 7:00 AM - 4:00 PM, Saturday 10:00 AM - 4:00 PM. Closed Sunday. No alcohol. No checks. Cash, cards. Street parking and a small parking lot behind (access from Shasta Street). Visit them on Facebook at
http://www.facebook.com/thevillagedeliredding?v=info
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It's been five years since Femme de Joie set foot in International House of Pancakes, and that was only because she was in an unfamiliar city for an unpleasant reason and didn't feel up to looking for a decent place to eat. The only memory she carries with her of that breakfast was how horrifyingly, overwhelmingly sweet everything was.

Nutrition information is available on the IHOP website, and it was shocking to learn an order of Stuffed French Toast contains 39 grams of fat and a whopping 45 grams of sugar; add strawberry topping and that's another 16 grams of sugar. That comes out to 13 teaspoons of sugar and 350 calories' worth of fat.

Which brings us to From the Hearth, a local bakery turning out high-quality bread such as green onion-garlic-Cheddar, olive oil & rosemary, and 100% whole wheat. They also make wonderful cinnamon-raisin and pineapple-apricot, both of which are ideal for making your own stuffed French toast at home with more taste and texture and far less sugar than Worldwide Palace o' Flapjacks. And it's stupid easy. Here's how:

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Spread cream cheese on one slice of bread. (We used Green Valley cream cheese, made by Rumiano Cheese of Willows - we found it at Grocery Outlet for $1.50 a pound. Luscious.) You don't need much.

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Top with jam of your choice. Again, less is more.

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Dip in egg-milk mixture and fry.

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Voila. Your own very delicious stuffed French toast, for a fraction of the cost of what IHOP charges and far less sugar and fat.

From the Hearth Bakery. Available at Tops Sunset Marketplace, R&R Meats, Orchard Nutrition Center, and at From the Hearth Cafe, 1292 College View Drive Redding, CA 96003. (530) 245-0555, Open Mon 7am-3pm; Tue-Sat 7am-9pm; Sun 7am-6pm
See http://www.fromthehearthbakery.com/


Oscar Matson: Attention must be paid

Years ago a local winemaker told Femme de Joie about a call he made to UC Davis to ask what kinds of wine grapes would do well in Shasta County. He was told, "We don't know, but be sure to let us know what happens!"

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Oscar Matson, as pictured on Matson Vineyards' web site.
At a time when the wine industry was rapidly picking up steam in Napa/Sonoma but no one knew if wine grapes could be successfully grown in our blisteringly hot summers, Oscar Matson took a giant step and established Shasta County's first bonded winery.

Femme de Joie only met him twice but was impressed with his kindness, gregarious nature, generosity, and knowledge of, it seemed, just about everything. He was a memorable personality who greeted us at Matson Vineyards with a shout and expansive wave from his balcony and gave us a tour of the vineyard. He quizzed us on our wine knowledge as we tasted, and bubbled over with information about growing grapes, making wines, and tasting.

Matson led the way for the burgeoning wine industry here in Shasta and surrounding counties. Yes, it would have come about anyway, but someone had to take that leap of faith and be the first to prove good wine could be made here, and that someone was Oscar Matson. Godspeed.

Oscar Matson died Jan. 17, 2011. He was 88.
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It was 1968 that Buz’s Crab Stand opened for business in a slightly grotty location between a dry cleaner’s and Safeway. Back then, after placing an order, customers had to keep one ear peeled for staff yelling through the noisy restaurant that their order was ready. The menu was short and sweet: fish and chips, a few broiled fish dishes, clam chowder. Though they claim to be a “funky fish joint,” nowadays Buz’s is more genteel and calculatedly funky than in their early days. The amount of available seating has expanded and servers now bring food to your table. You still order at the counter -- usually standing for a few minutes reading the enormous menu board behind the cashier -- and get your own non-alcoholic drinks, but now diners are given a table marker saying Swordfish or Halibut to ensure food is delivered to the right table. Service has been friendly and prompt.

Buz’s menu has expanded wildly since those early days, which may appeal to a broader demographic with more adventurous palates than was had forty-some years ago, but very often the execution is uneven and disappointing. There doesn’t seem to be one chef overseeing operations and ensuring consistency. Pastas, wraps, fish burgers, Southwestern, Cajun, cioppino, Mexican, fish kebabs, grilled/fried/broiled -- Femme de Joie feels that while trying to please every taste, the kitchen has spread itself too thin.

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The signature dish at Buz’s, fish and chips, $7.75. The batter was crisp but bland; the fish was fine the first few bites while still warm from the fryers. After that it became apparent the fish inside was dry and overcooked. Chips -- which appear to have been pre-cooked en masse and kept warm; they certainly are not freshly fried -- are under the fish so any crispness they might once have had is steamed out by lying under the hot filets.

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Crab chowder,$5.49. This rich and creamy soup was filled with new potatoes and loads of crab. Unfortunately, the delicate, sweet crab taste was lost due to a heavy hand with dried herbs.

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Salmon bisque was much more successful than the crab bisque; the stronger flavor of meaty salmon chunks stood up nicely in a not-too-creamy base.

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Two fish tacos supreme. Nuggets of deep-fried fish were crunchy but tasteless and covered with guacamole from a jar, cheese, olives, salsa from a jar, scallions, and a very runny creamy sauce that saturated the flour tortillas and eventually made the entire taco a soggy mess.

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Open-faced crab sandwich on sourdough was one of the better offerings: lots of hot crab under a not-too-heavy coat of melted cheese on a thick slice of sourdough. The sweet crab -- mixed with bits of celery -- came through nicely and the sandwich was kept hot on a metal platter. There were plenty of those soft, pasty chips on the side.

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The best thing Femme de Joie had at Buz’s: a fresh green salad.

Generally, M. de Joie doesn’t care much about presentation as long as the food is good. But when she pays a fairly hefty price for lunch and then finds the food isn’t all that wonderful, she starts to notice things. For instance: a $5.50 cup of soup served in a plastic bowl, runny and drippy tacos served in a plastic basket with a sheet or two of paper to keep the flood from spilling onto the table, cheap plastic forks. It wouldn’t be so noticeable if other restaurants did the same thing, but if you’re paying sit-down prices and getting takeaway plastic and paper, you start thinking about whether you’re getting the best value for money.

EDIT: Buz's has closed as of September 2012. R&R Meats has purchased the building and will turn it into a seafood market.

Buz’s Crab Seafood Restaurant and Market, 2159 East Street, Redding, CA 96001. 530-243-2120, fax 530-243-4310. Open Sunday-Wednesday, 11 AM - 8 PM, Thursday-Saturday 11 AM - 9 PM. Seafood market open Sunday-Wednesday 9 AM - 8 PM, Thursday-Sunday 9 AM - 9 PM. Beer and wine. On-site parking. Cash, local checks, cards. Overnight delivery of fish via FedEx; see website for details. Website at http://www.buzscrab.com/index.php
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A few months ago Femme de Joie was searching the shelves at Winco for a decent loaf of whole-wheat sandwich bread without high-fructose corn syrup, when she chanced upon Dave's Killer Blues Bread. Attracted by the catchy graphics and healthy ingredients, she bought a loaf on impulse. After Amico del Signore had a taste, he went back to Winco for more. A clerk told him that it had been sent to the Redding store by accident but that they were getting customer requests for more. Apparently customer demand paid off, because three kinds of Dave's Bread is now available regularly. Good Seed, 21 Grain, and Killer Blues are all hearty, substantial loaves with nutty taste and firm texture. We love them.

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For those who enjoy an improbable success story, check out Dave's methhead-to-baker life at http://www.daveskillerbread.com/ or follow him on Facebook.

For those who like a sweeter bread product, M. de Joie recommends Trader Joe's Jumbo Cinnamon Rolls.

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These come in one of those refrigerated cans you whack against the kitchen counter. We like them because the dough is crunchy on the outside, tender inside, and much less sweet than doughnut-shop cinnamon rolls - you add the icing to taste. They make a great treat on a weekend morning. $3.99 for a 17.5-ounce can (contains 5 rolls).

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M. de Joie is sorry to see Pio Loco close, especially after the recent huge turnaround in the quality of food and service. She fervently hopes someone will snap up that beautiful space and open up another restaurant.EDIT: Chef Jeff is working on opening a new restaurant in the space vacated by Fiesta Azteca on Park Marina Drive. Good luck to him.

The closing leaves a liquor license for sale, reportedly at $50,000.

In happier news, The Village Delicatessen has opened in downtown Redding at 1300 Market Street, across from the Old City Hall Arts Center. They are open Monday-Friday from 7 a.m. to 4 p.m. and on Saturdays from 10 a.m. to 4 p.m. Menu is available on their Facebook page.
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Femme de Joie loves her a good sandwich, the drippier and messier the better. French dip with red onions and pepper Jack cheese, meatball with sauce, gooey chicken salad, Po’ Boy with olive salad, even that 70’s standby of avocado-tomato-sprouts-cheese… bring it on. But it seems to be well-nigh next to impossible to find a decent sandwich roll: nonsweet bread that has some taste and texture, a decent crunch, and doesn’t squash down into a wet cotton ball toward the last bites. Sub and sandwich shops don’t seem to offer much beyond the standard soft white-sourdough-or-wheat choices other than maybe Dutch crunch; an ordinary salami-ham-and-Swiss-cheese hero sandwich could be wonderful if served on good bread .
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Finally, M. de Joie has found Trader Joe’s Ciabatta rolls - now these are sandwich rolls. Instead of bread just being the pasty casings to hold the guts of a sandwich together, these rolls are chewy and substantial. Make a sandwich of juicy chopped tomatoes, garlic, olive oil and basil, throw on some fresh mozzarella, pile it on a sliced ciabatta roll - you’ll never notice that this is a vegetarian sandwich. These rolls are that hefty and flavorful. Sliced in half, spread with garlic butter and toasted, they make a fabulous accompaniment to pasta.

Trader Joe’s Ciabatta Rolls, $3.29 for 24 ounces (about six rolls).
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OK, yes, the primary item people go to the wine country for is wine. And the biggest shock people get when they buy wine in wine country is how very, very expensive it is when purchased at the winery. This goes against logic and reason, yet there it is. Fact.

But there you are in the romantic Napa Valley, cruisin' along Silverado Trail, gliding from one winery to another, and sooner or later you will cave and buy some wine, something you know you could pick up at Costco or the Grocery Outlet or Trader Joe's for about a quarter of the price. You feel slightly tawdry, knowing you're spending WAY more than you should, but when you get home and look at your purchases, you feel a bit better. It is, after all, a reminder of a presumably lovely vacation. And if you shopped at the right wineries, you bought something that cannot be purchased anywhere else. There are a very few that refuse to go corporate.

V. Sattui Winery, 1111 White Lane, between Rutherford and St. Helena on Highway 29 across from the Flyers Gas Station and Dean & DeLuca (see below). 707-963-7774. Open daily from 9 AM-6PM. Website: http://www.vsattui.com/
V. Sattui proudly and loudly advertises that their wines are only available at the winery. There is also a very large gift shop and picnic supply (breads, cold cuts, cheeses, salads, etc.) and a picnic grounds available. Their wines may not be the most transcendental experience you've ever had, but they're good to enjoy on a picnic or casual dinner. The Madeira is a good bet too.

Wermuth Winery, 3942 Silverado Trail, Calistoga, 707-942-5924. Open when the owner feels like it. This is a one-man show. The tasting room is small and narrow and there's about three cars' worth of parking. The chatty owner makes one or two wines - when he gets tired of one, he rips out the grapes and plants something else. He doesn't sell to stores - you can buy only at the winery. Mlle. de Joie picked up a Cabernet a couple of years ago for $22.00 that was one of the best she'd ever tasted.

B.R. Cohn Winery, 15000 Sonoma Highway, Glen Ellen, CA, 800-330-4064, open daily from 10 AM to 5 PM. Website: http://www.brcohn.com/index.asp
B.R. Cohn is the manager of the Doobie Brothers. Years ago he snapped up some acreage in Sonoma and started making wine (and now, olive oil). From humble beginnings (on a visit a few years ago, the tasting room was in a small garage), this has expanded into a large estate that never lost its edge. Classic cars are one of Cohn's passions and there are a couple on display. The tasting room features gold records and rock memorabilia. The wine can be excellent: Panel Wagon Pinot is a light, easy-to-drink sipper that would be good with salmon. The Doobie Red is a bit more substantial - to be enjoyed with some grilled filet - and all profits from the Doobie series go to benefit veteran's causes. Lots of music and other events happen at the winery too.

Prager Port,1281 Lewelling Lane (off Highway 29) St Helena, CA 94574. 707-942-5924 or 800-969-7678. Website: http://www.pragerport.com/
Prager does have limited distribution, but at 3600 cases annually, they're not going to start selling via Price Club. It's hard to find the driveway - look for Sutter Home close to it, or the sign for a B&B on the same site. Ports are not cheap, but a bottle will last indefinitely and should be savored in small pours. The Sweet Claire late-harvest Riesling, with its distinctive lemony taste, is wonderful to enjoy with chocolate and hazelnuts, or a perfectly ripe pear.

Napa Valley Olive Oil Manufacturing Company, 835 Charter Oak Drive, St. Helena, 707-963-4173. Cash and local checks only. Turn off the insanity of Highway 29 at Tra Vigne and follow Charter Oak to where it makes a tiny jog. Directly in front of you will be a white barn-like building with a small parking lot and numerous citrus trees. Walk in through the screen door: You have entered a little piece of Italy. You are as likely to hear Italian as English in this dimly lit little store - "Scuzi," said the young woman behind Mlle. de Joie, who was busy gawking at the Porcini by the barrel. Enormous wedges of Parmesan, borlotti beans to scoop up in a bag, salsiccia and coteghino sausages, pastas, anchovies... and the olive oil. Good Lord. Policarpo & Narcisa are from Lucca, Tuscany, and they press their own organic emerald-green, intensely-flavored oil, three litres for $33.00. A must-visit.

Dean and DeLuca,607 South St. Helena Highway, St. Helena, CA 94574. 707-967-9980. Open Sunday - Thursday - 7 AM -7 PM, Friday & Saturday - 7 AM - 8 PM. Cash, checks, credit cards. Parking lot on site. Website: http://www.deandeluca.com/
This is a foodie mecca. M. de Joie would never suggest that one do all one's shopping there unless Donald Trump is your sugar daddy, but it is worth a stop. The wine hall and the selection of cookware will set you to drooling, so when you've lusted enough after that Viking sauteuse ($215.00), go over to the cheese counter and ask for a sample of whatever looks good. (Hint: the 4-year aged Gouda will simply melt in your mouth.) The service is excellent and the staff will indulge you. Peruse the various items for sale - vinegars, spreads, pickles, the prepared foods, cooking gadgets (Mlle. de Joie still loves the citrus peeler/channeler she picked up there). Get a scoop of gelato or an espresso to go.

Oakville Grocery,Oakville Grocery, 7856 St. Helena Highway,Oakville, CA 94562
(707) 944-8802, Fax: (707)944-1844. General Store Hours 8:00am - 6:00pm Daily, Espresso Bar Hours 7:00am - 6:00pm Daily. Parking lot at the corner of Oakville Crossroad and Highway 29. Website: http://www.oakvillegrocery.com/default.php
Kickplates on the front door make you think you're entering a little old-fashioned general store, but this was one of the first gourmet groceries to open in the Napa Valley. They can make you up a sandwich like Oakville Vegetarian for $8.95 - Roasted tomatoes, kalamatas, artichoke hearts, feta spread, red onion & arugula on herbed focaccia, or Italian Salami & Provolone for $8.95: Red onion, leaf lettuce, tomato & balsamic vinaigrette on a baguette. If you'd like to get a gift basket, they'll make one to order with advance notice. Wander around the narrow aisles, taste olives or cheeses, buy some roasted red pepper spread and a baguette. Low-key and delicious.
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There are plenty of other food purveyors in the Napa Valley, to say nothing of Sonoma, Healdsburg, and more distant environs. Even the Cal-Mart Grocery in Calistoga was a pleasure to stroll through and marvel at the wide variety of cheeses, breads, wines, condiments, and baked goods. When visiting wine country, don't forget about the food: good wine requires it.






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