Friday, October 29, 2010
In praise of the dog,
An ode to MY dog,
So sweet, so squirmy, so stubborn.
Through leaves you go prancing
Like a nutty deer dancing
Tail wobbling, you’re all in a joy.
The breath’s not so fresh
But tongue love’s the best
So stinky and wet, but well-meant.
My shoes, in an hour
Conflicted, you devoured
Shows you love, but they were expensive!
I know you know better
‘Tried not to—but they’re leather!’
I paid for them though, not to mention dog food.
With spare time and more
You lounge on the floor
On back, belly up and submissive.
Your legs are a-flail
All tongue and all tail
On the carpet, your hackles are shedding.
There’s hair everywhere
On my coat! On my chair!
It’s why I don’t let you in bed.
I wish I still could
Your warmth is so good
But unappealing is a dog hair bedspread.
Ah, you love to say hi
Never ever are shy
Unfortunate for those who aren’t dog lovers.
You’ll charge them—Oh no!
‘Not vicious—I’ll show!
I really just want to give tongue love!’
But they just don’t care
Big mouth—what a scare!
They just know that you look like a Pit Bull.
It’s the Lab-half not seen
And with love you’re so free
But your reputation approaches before you.
So I’ll keep you on-leash
And shorten your reach
Though I know you just want to run nutty.
Oh Rosie, silly dog
‘I’m a dog, I’m a dog!’
I know it’s all you yell out the window.
So play with me now
And together we’ll howl
And go try to find me a girlfriend.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
In August, there was a bomb scare down the road (no worries, false alarm), and Philly's finest were gracious enough to let one of our chairs get in on the action. After this harrowing event, said chair went on to guest star in several prime time cop dramas. We're so proud!
Goofus and Gallant jumped right off the pages of 'Highlights' magazine and into our gelateria. One can teach you French and show you which fork to use while the other can amuse you with terrible dad jokes.
There's always a debate going on in the gelato case when Irish Coffee and Turkish Coffee get together. They constantly talk politics and smoke cigars when no one is looking. At the end of the day though, they're total softies. If you listen close you can hear Irish Coffee saying, 'top o' the morning!" whenever you walk by (Turkish says, "günaydın!", but no one ever gets it).
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Behold, the Capo Recipe link is back and I am off my tuckus (Yiddish spelling help!?) and back on the case. I decided that my chaotic life is no excuse for my shameless lack of care. Would I abandon a baby like the Ancient Romans? NO! OF COURSE I WOULD NOT! So why did I abandon that baby? Nothing but excuses that read like whines. Let's not bring it up, just fix it.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Ryan and Kami killin it at the Passyunk Night Market!
Night Market throngs!
Jo hanging with the crowds at our Wandering Aengus Cider event!
Brain trust at Penn! Ted, Chris, Jo, Jay & Erica.
Have a great weekend! Come see us and maybe your sweet mug will show up one of these days...mwahaha!
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Just as Nostradamus predicted our season here at Capoyunk is nearing completion. Even though I got here a little late in the game it has been awesome and I just wanted to take a moment to reflect on Passyunk and South Philadelphia in general.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Today we have a special pairing. It does not include the bosc pear. (heh heh heh) It is the beautiful joining of apple with mascarpone. The apple and cheese have been great friends for century upon century. The apple tree was first planted in October millions of years ago on Pluto when it was still a planet. The tree was planted as part of a test for the Universe's first cat and dog, Katy and Joe. They both lived in a beautiful flannel kingdom. The only food they had to eat was Puppy Chow and 9 Lives. Along came a snake with a hidden agenda named Zachary. He told Katy and Joe of the great apple tree that was growing outside their kingdom. Katy, being a cat, grew too curious to handle and ate one of the apples from the tree. As soon as she took her first bite, she and Joe were beamed up onto a spaceship with a giant swirl on the side. Once on the ship they were welcomed by three strange creatures. A tall woman with giant metal spoons named Captain Tandy, an awkward robot overheating from doing inventory named Ryan, and a confused alien eating cheese named Caitlin. Katy was shocked and scared and scurried behind what she thought was a wall. The wall was not a wall at all, in fact it was the ships intelligence the C.O.L.E. (Capogiro Officer of Legendary Knowledge) The C.O.L.E. saw the apple and started speaking in tongues and using words with 4 and 5 syllables. This uproar caused great noise which awoke the ship's princesses Amanda and Kami. Kami saw the cheese and took it from Caitlin knocking into Katy who in turn dropped the apple. The apple rolled after Kami who tripped and landed with her face next to the apple. Being the hungriest princess in space, Kami shoved the apple and cheese in her dainty mouth and let out a holler. "This, is the best thing, I have ever tasted." Upon hearing and seeing this Amanda sauntered over and took in the situation. After 34 seconds she announced, "This apple would be best with mascarpone." Since this day, the great and elite Capogiro Gelactica has brought together the pairing of apples and mascarpone for the people of Earth to enjoy every fall.
Written by C. Welge
Monday, October 18, 2010
Marshmallows are amazing. Period. Even more amazing though? Home-made marshmallows!
If you've never indulged in one of our Little Flower marshmallows before, with their soft and dense gooey fan-tab-u-luss-ness, than this might be the time to try 'em. It is nearly Halloween after all, and why shouldn't you treat yourself too?
So why the kids are nibbling on Tootsie Rolls and Skittles, you can enjoy home-made vanilla or cinnamon (or both!) Little Flower marshmallows!
They're $6.50 a pack and they're just waiting for you at 13th street. See you soon!
Friday, October 15, 2010
Oh man. OH MAN. I've been waiting for this day. Remember me? Kinda the new guy? I'm always looking out for the flavors out of Capo's HUGE stable so I can try the ones I've heard so much about. And finally--FINALLY. IT'S HERE. Peperoncino gelato. Holla(-peno)!
Here's the thing: it's one of those flavors everyone talks about, and it's...it's so not a flavor you're going to find anywhere else. (Let's just say it ain't one of the 31 flavors, ya dig?) And I've been waiting, and waiting...then I get in this morning. Walk past the gelato case. It's here. Throw down my bag, wash my hands, sample...yeah. I get it. Now I know why everyone talks about it so much. It's really good. Almost like the Fior Di Latte's bad-ass older sister, the one who curses a lot and sees nothing wrong with beer for breakfast. Sweet milk, sweet milk, sweet milk....HEAT. Listen to me. I'm gushing. SO embarrassing. But a peperoncino-scuro frappe? BRB:spicy chocolate.
It's not that hot. It's a nice heat. Granted I used to cook in a Mexican restaurant, so my spicy and your spicy are probably divergent. My friends frequently yell at me about my guacamole being a little...vibrant. But this gelato? This gelato is just right. Maybe I should sprinkle some chile flakes on top? Nah. Gilding the lily. So come get some! We're gonna sizzle that chill right outta ya.
Oh, yeah, almost forgot: LET'S GO PHILL-IES [clap clap clapclapclap]
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
The best thing for me about a romcom is that I know I will inevitably be able to shed some of the tears that have stockpiled themselves deep within my jaded, bitter facade. I will even endure Julia Roberts' equine maw and boisterous laugh if it means a happy, tearful ending. Whether it involves Hugh Grant stammering awkwardly to someone who's far out of his league, or Adam Sandler entertaining us with his boyish antics, the plot setup is always the same; starts good, gets bad, ends good (with tears and sappy piano music). And as we all well know, everything is sappier with a British accent (c'mon, Love Actually is the best romcom EVER). The characters are always in some way relatable, their plights sympathetic, and their zany supporting casts a welcome comedic and emotional relief.
So thank you, Sarah, for allowing me to hang with your pup and your collection of sappy DVD's. I will do it again in a heartbeat!
Except for Leapyear, I would rather have a rabid wombat scratch my face off than watch that again.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Aloha Monkey. Period.
Lots of people ask us what exactly Aloha Monkey is when they see it's golden luster winking at them from inside our famously inspired gelato case. "Is it monkey flavored?" asks many young'ins followed immediately by rumbling giggles. "No," I say, but they're too busy to hear me. Fortunately however, for the animals lovers at least, it's not made of monkeys, or any living, breathing organism, but it does have a lot of life.
Aloha Monkey is pineapple, coconut milk, and lemon paired with Sailor Jerry rum... And yes, it's scandalous! Sailor Jerry rum, if you've never had it before, has a cherry finish which just happens to pair tremendously with the other flavors.
Getting an itch to try some Aloha Monkey? Huh? Well you're just in luck because 13th street's got it today and we've got plenty of tastin' spoons for you and your whole crew. So come on and bring it. We'll be waiting for you.
Friday, October 8, 2010
From the age of 14, I have been a member of the working class. My first job was as a "utility clerk" (AKA bagboy) at Pick 'n' Save grocers in Burlington, WI. Burlington was a small town, as you might imagine, though not far from the sophisticated metropolis of Milwaukee, and as a young man, I had a fairly small view of the world. My favorite fruits were gigantic, likely-GMO navel oranges and red delicious apples, with their wax-coated skins and milquetoast flavors. I don't think I ever knew anything else, to be honest. I'll never forget the first fall season that I worked at Pick 'n' Save as the dawning of my profound appreciation of quality fruits. My friend Scott, who also later got me into punk and Magic: the Gathering, was a produce department employee and was shocked when he heard that I had never tried an Asian pear. "Seriously?!," he cried, as he gently removed the foam mesh sheath from about the golden, spherical pear, just as seductively as a silk stocking. As I took my first crisp, juicy bite of the pear, I knew my life had changed for good.
From that day, my appreciation for both exotic fruit (ever tried a durian?) as well as fruit produced by people who care about more than just blasting out crate after crate of identical "product" have both grown exponentially. I have been blessed with a brother who was a buyer for a co-op fruit market, access to farmer's markets across the years which have offered exceptional apples, pears, and peaches, and even today have friends working for companies who try to bring locally produced fruit into office environments, along with awareness thereof, as a healthy alternative to sacks full of Utz or Snickers. The array of fine fruits upon which I feasted over the years is hard to match!
The one thing, however, that can at least compare to the luscious flavor experience of that first Asian pear is our seasonal, scrumptious Asian Pear sorbetto. It captures both the clean, crisp, and subtle flavor of the Asian pear as well as the wonderful texture, inhabiting the space between the soft suppleness of a ripe D'anjou and the crisp bite of a Honeycrisp apple. C'mon in over the next few weeks and join me in the rapture of flavor, a rare transcendental fruit experience!
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
1. Favorite of dads
2. "Ar, mateys, where's me monkey?"
3. Bitter that goes great with grapefruit
4. Usually black or brown turkey
5. Safe choice for the wee ones
6. Berry Beer Week goodness
7. "But, why is it pink?"
8. Most likely to be mispronounced
9. "Is there really rum in that?"
10. Best with an affogato, period
11. "If you like makin' love at midnight."
12. Favorite of grandpas
13. A must have brand for chocolate stout
14. Cougar's pick
15. Short season, delicious sorbetto
16. It will dance in your head, for sure
Monday, October 4, 2010
Once upon a time, an orange striped kitten found his way from Amish country (land of our milk!) into the hands of a kind, and perhaps gullible girl from Philadelphia. The kitten was a wee pound and few ounces and had a pipsqueak of a meow, some sharp pointy teeth, and quite a wobbly stance.
Mama the existing family cat didn't take to Charlie so well. The family was hoping that Mama would adopt Charlie and make use of her name. Instead, Mama communicates with Charlie using a combination of glares and hisses. On occasion, she'll let out a low meow which to us sounds threatening, but to Charlie sounds like a hearty invitation to play. Charlie respects Mama to the fullest extent possible, but like any growing boy... he is convinced he's a superhero and thus embodies a daredevil, a charmer, a star athlete, and a occasional emotional teenager. None of which impress Mama.
Friday, October 1, 2010
So, October. Seriously, how can it not be everyone’s favorite month? We’re well and truly into cooler temperatures, baseball gets serious, football is getting up to speed (If you’re wondering, yes I’m Capo’s resident sports nerd. My fantasy football team is ROCKING it)…BUT! It’s a great time at CapoPenn, too.
So Philadelphia Distilling is here next Friday, October 8th to talk about their spirits, making it a particularly good night to come see us. Then again, we always look forward to seeing you. Stop by for Happy Hour sometime and ask Jo our new bar guru to prepare you a traditional Vieux Carre Absinthe. And given how often we’re all going to be screaming “GO PHILLIES!” over the next few weeks, we should probably all stock up on gelato pints.