Edgy Mama

It’s raining. I wish it would snow. Even though, like everyone else, I’ve got tons to do over the next few weeks and snow, which often results in school cancellations, would wreck my schedule. But I love snow and all that goes with it: sledding, snow balls, snowmen, the potential for skiing. For now, I’m happy, at least, that it’s raining.

Since everyone’s talking about the new Dunkin’ Donuts in town, can we talk acoustics in the hallowed hall of sugar? I’ve been there three times, and every time, they’ve messed up my donut order. Because you have to shout in order to be heard. I can’t hear anything in there, and I totally get that the folks standing behind the counter, in the chaos of early morning need, can’t hear anything either. Maybe they need microphones for the customers: “Hey you, put the chocolate-sprinkled donut down. Right now. I said rainbow sprinkles, not chocolate sprinkles!”

I went to the new Irish pub, Tolliver’s Crossing, in West Asheville last night. I like the place, although the spinning laser light over the front door made people look like they were being targeted by snipers. Which made me nervous. The food, basic Irish/American pub fare, looked good. I ate only the age-old Irish comfort food of potato skins. They could’ve used more cheese, but otherwise were good. Tolliver’s has a decent beer selection, but they need more local brews on draught. They only have Highland at the moment, and they’d already drained their keg of Cold Mountain. More local beers and get rid of the laser light. People drinking alcohol don’t want even the illusion of being lasered. Or tasered. Or potentially shot at.

I heard from an intrepid Mountain Xpress reporter I ran into at Tolliver’s that the Admiral opened down the street (near BJ’s) on Friday. He said the bar has a wonderful, homey atmosphere. I didn’t make it down there (babysitter, you know), but I hope to soon.

Back to kid wrangling.