Louisville Magazine

JUL 2019

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74 LOUISVILLE MAGAZINE 7.19 "So they're like mozzarella sticks?" No, no, no. They're fried cheese balls, also commonly referred to as cheese poppers, or, as my boyfriend calls them, "cheese beans." These round morsels are far su- perior to their taller fried-cheese cousin, the mozzarella stick. Cheese balls eliminate the embarrassment of stringy bites. The Back Door serves hunks of spicy jalapeño cheese covered in breadcrumbs and served with a side of house-made ranch. Those at Flanagan's differ slightly, using pepper Jack cheese and marinara sauce. Hilltop serves up jalapeño cheese balls, too, but you can upgrade to their mac and cheese fritters if you're feeling extra cheesy. But nothing satisfies my need for late- night fried cheese more than the mound of Cheese Nuggets at Big Al's Beeritaville on Mellwood Avenue. Between games of corn- hole on the back patio, I like to dip these morsels of fried Cheddar in (too much) ranch and wash it all down with a Miller Lite. The basket is meant for sharing. Which I do on occasion. — Katie Molck Inside the MerryWeather bar in Schnitzel- burg, the black-and-white-speckled cover beckons: To Anyone Interested. The com- position book contains page after page of liquor-lubricated stories, passing thoughts, doodles and scrawls. A page of boob draw- ings — sigh. A penis with an "It ain't gonna suck itself" banner — get it out of your system, kids. Then, a lovely surprise: a draw- ing of two young women titled "Rochelle, Rochelle," presumably a nod to Seinfeld. One page lists TV shows worth bingeing. Another is titled "Notable Restrooms in Louisville." (A ghost flushes the urinal at Couvillion in Germantown, I learn.) On a re- cent evening, the glass holding my whiskey sweats but my pen glides fast and loose, no writer's block slowing this (probably awful) masterpiece destined for the bar-side com- pilation. — AM In the early 1990s, with work underway on her daughter's New York-style deli in the Highlands, Gloria Shrader painted a life-size construction worker on plywood, a sort of "pardon our dust" message. Which led to a thought: How about a mural of celebrities behind the lunch counter? Stevens and Stevens opened in 1991, and over the years Shrader has painted plywood cutouts to look like Frank Sinatra, Muhammad Ali, Marilyn Monroe, Spike Lee, Jimmy Fallon, Jerry Seinfeld (in his Puffy Shirt) and more. (Seinfeld has eaten at the sandwich shop, which displays a menu he autographed.) Some young customers think Kim Kardashian is in the mural. No, kids, that's Liza Minnelli. — Dan Meyer The garden spätzle at Eiderdown in Germantown has me abandoning childhood comforts like chicken and dumplings or mac and cheese for a heartier meal with greater depth. Pan-seared dumplings are tossed with winter squash, mushrooms, wilted kale and a parsnip cream sauce. It'll leave you full of warmth. Add a sausage link for an indulgent dinner. — Michelle Eigenheer As a rule, I frown upon strangers scooping up babies without asking. But one night, something about me — fatigue puddled beneath my eyes, the way my face lit like fireworks at the sight of a margarita — cued our friendly server at the Highlands Havana Rumba to lift my fussy child into her arms, singing to her and dancing, gifting my husband and me a reprieve. That was a few years ago, and it cemented my love for this place and its people. Since then, that same waitress has coaxed both of my kids into trying black beans with whispers and nudges. On a recent visit, a table of kindergartners spilled drinks and silverware as if keeping time with a metronome and one child even attempted a Coyote Ugly pounce on top of the table, but the wait staff managed to button any frustration into polite smiles. A friend of mine — a single, working mother of a baby girl — often wound up eating there. Eventually, staff learned her routine and would have a table with a high chair and a margarita waiting for her. As the baby grew into a toddler, employees would huddle with her and help her learn Spanish, keeping one little mouth busy so Mom could eat in peace. — Anne Marshall MOMMY NEEDS A MARG FRIED CHEESE BALLS GARDEN SPÄTZLE COMPOSITION BOOKS AT MERRYWEATHER THIS STAR- STUDDED MURAL Photo by Joon Kim

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