Cookin’ Away in Margarita-Ville
by Jane Albritton, Edible Front Range
Chef Eric Viedt spins his culinary imagination like one of thoseWestern riders spins a lariat. He sits easy in his saddle. Slowly, he begins to swing the lasso, wider and wider, until the loop moves freely up from his horse’s hooves to way above his hat. And just when you think that rope can’t reach any farther, he taps his pony and they ride.
In 1997 Eric Viedt traveled west from a small town near Schenectady, New York, looking for adventure and construction work.
“I came out here to Colorado Springs when I was 21, with $1,600 in my pocket,” Viedt said. “My buddy Michael, who had gone to culinary school, asked me if I wanted to get some training by working the line at the Hatch Cover, where he was chef. I said sure.”
Summer films enhance superb food at Margarita
by Nathaniel Glen, The Gazette
“Moonstruck,” the sweetly romantic 1987 movie in which an unsmiling Cher falls for her fiance’s compatibly dour brother, begins with a familiar song: “When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that’s amore.”
At about the same time, if you’ve ordered the movie menu at the Margarita, a lovely little pizza pie decorated with a scattering of fresh basil and truffle oil hits the table while the movie plays.
A few scenes later, when Cher decides, while peering at a menu, that she’s never going to fall in love and might as well marry someone safe, she tells her soon-to-be fiance that ordering the fish will disagree with him, and he should have the manicotti instead.