"Whew, this movie business is tough. I might just have to go back to loan-sharking for a while to get some vacation."
~Chili Palmer Get Shorty
I love date night.
My spouse has been in training in Pensacola, far away from our current digs in Denver, for over three weeks. Before he left, however, he took me to the most romantic date night a film buff like me could imagine. Dinner and a movie. At the same time.
I've been surprised that there aren't more places like this in my native film-fanatic hometown of Los Angeles, California. Cinema Grill here in Colorado manages to show first-run flicks with a generous feast attached while you're watching the film.
Your film and feast includes one movie, amazingly unobtrusive and charming black-tie waiters, and a darned good menu including grilled mahi-mahi, nachos that equal most oversized platters in Sunny So Cal, pitchers of micro-brews, a decent wine list, margaritas, hot fudge brownie sundaes and -- of course -- popcorn. As if there's any room left for popcorn.
Our movie? We saw Charlie Wilson's War, a great recommendation from Mom and I'll pay it forward here as a flick definitely worth seeing. Our black-tie guys were having a whole lot of fun with our goofball antics -- as the first people to arrive (yours truly needed the best seat in the house) they had a lot of time to give us a tour of the menu, the services and to keep the liquid libations coming while we behaved like it was our first time at Disneyland.
By the time the house filled to capacity (this took ten minutes) we had a chance to see what the other people were eating. Some of the other foods drastically removed from the customary cineplex menu included piping hot Chicago-style pizzas (full pies not slices), steak and baked potatoes, and lime daquiries.
I'm returning this week. I hardly know where to begin. My days of soggy nachos, stale popcorn and watered-down Diet Coke may truly be over.