Showing posts with label Blackbelly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blackbelly. Show all posts
Thursday, February 4, 2016
Hosea And More Re Super Bowl
The Daily Camera is reporting that Boulder's own Top Chef winner and Blackbelly restaurant owner Hosea Rosenberg will appear on the Today Show tomorrow morning at 9:30, demoing eats for the game. The same Camera article also has info on many local options for takeout, if you are looking for an easy way to please your Super Bowl guests. You can read the article in its entirety here.
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Blackbelly Makes Eater Heatmap
No surprise here. Top Chef winner Hosea Rosenberg's wonderful new east Boulder restaurant Blackbelly has made Eater Denver's "Heatmap" of hot places to dine now. I could have told them that last week when we tried to get a reservation on the spur of the moment and found that doing a same day one just wasn't going to work. As healthily as we eat at home, I still find myself wondering what the Fried Thing of the Day might be. And I have yet to try the vaunted green chile posole. Eater of course misspells it as chili (I've been over that territory many times on this blog), but since Hosea is from Taos, he gets the spelling right.
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Blackbelly Is Great!
No use trying to keep this a neighborhood secret, it's clear Top Chef champion Hosea Rosenberg has a winner in his new east Boulder restaurant Blackbelly. We only had time to stop in for happy hour yesterday, but we'll be back for dinner as soon as the rush of Thanksgiving week is over. His happy hour charcuterie plate is delectable, and we also ventured to try the "fried thing of the day," which yesterday was a sort of corn fritter with chiles, probably Hatch. Come to think of it, I think Chef Hosea hails from Taos, New Mexico, one of my favorite places on earth. As we left, the chef himself was in the parking lot talking with one of his vendors and asked how everything was. We'll definitely be back for dinner absolutely as soon as we can. I can't wait to try the grits that a vendor (I think from Mississippi) wouldn't sell to him until he convinced her he really planned to do justice to them.
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