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| - Since having moved into the NEW & IMPROVED Holgas on 3rd St. & Garfield, I'm discovering all of these phenomenal little house/business ventures, like The Roosevelt, within a stone's throw from my front door. I'm very much a homebody-- you know, iffy about the concept of 'people'-- so I don't venture too far from either where I live or work. It was an eye-opener when I settled into the Roosevelt Row District having come from South East Tempe. Many of these places I've seen when I've bopped up for a First Friday-- but lordy be, with the crowds that bow the walls of these businesses those nights, you can understand why I've only peeked through the windows previously.
I meandered over to The Roosevelt after I returned home from a movie at the museum, discovered my cupboards were bare, and lamented that The Lost Leaf doesn't serve food. I'll admit, I was eyed curiously by both the bartendress and what looked to be a server as I wandered in, wandered around, and tried to assess the situation-- could I go out the back door? Were there servers or was I supposed to order at the bar? Was the long table open for seating? Was it even part of the bar? What's with the cop? Oy!
Eventually, I just followed the crowd and took the last open seat at the bar next to a couple obviously on a date. The bartender handed me a menu and directed my attention to the chalkboard with the wine-by-the-glass options. I ordered a glass of Russian Jack Pinot Noir-- a medium body, very lovely, $9 pinot-- and hemmed and hawed between the Pretzel and the Grilled Cheese & Tomato Soup. I opted for the latter as I was feeling more 'mealy' than 'snacky'.
While waiting for my food, I absorbed more of my surroundings now that I had my bearings. Loved the atmosphere. The lighting, the colors, the black and white movie on TV, the whole trendy somberness of the scheme. When my food arrived, I'll say, it looked great. But it had a lot to live up to; in my head I'd built it up quite a bit because Fontina & Grueyere are a couple of my favorite creamy cheeses. It was good, very good, hit the spot for 'mealy', but it fell just a bit short for me. The cheeses are very thick, and mellow, and the bread was well, very perfectly grilled panini-- and it just made me wish for an accent flavor, i.e. maybe they could garlic-rub the panini, or throw a fresh herb in there somewhere-- something just to sharpen it up a bit. The soup was a good solid staple-sort of tomato soup, nice n' creamy.
I'll defintiely be back, but probably just for the wine, maybe a pretzel. And when I'm able to drop $25 bucks on myself-- or finagle someone else into buying.
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