Letters to the Editor

From the week of July 13, 2006

Dale Chisman
Denver

A separate piece:I just wanted to tell you how good I thought Michael Paglia's articles were. He has historically recognized the need for a venue and appreciation for local artists, and I think that his reviews expressed this in a positive way.

One of the best things he did in "Extra Innings" was talk about John Haeseler and Paul Gillis. John's paintings of himself dressed in women's clothing are so poetic and beautiful. They ultimately make one think and feel things about identity and beauty that I believe no other artist, here or nationally, has done. Paul Gillis's paintings are some of the most interesting and beautiful works being done anywhere. I have never understood why he doesn't get more recognition; he paints about mysterious and profound personal and sometimes moral issues, and needs to be noticed.

Anyway, just thought I'd say my piece.

Margaret Neumann
Denver


All the Snooze That's Fit to Print

Fed up:I rarely read Jason Sheehan. He's so full of himself -- how does he find room to eat? I mean, who cares about his vapid discourses on his life that always take up 60 percent of his reviews? But I read his review of Snooze ("Pancake Apocalypse," July 6) because the restaurant is across from my office and I've become familiar with it.

What is up with Sheehan's lengthy personal put-down of Jon Schlegel, the owner? This is a young man who has really tried to create a fresh idea with a really unique menu; it really is different from anything else around. I mean, I have my issues with little things here and there, but I have taken a lot of people to Snooze, from kids to clients, and everyone has loved the whole experience.

So why the vitriol? What's the point? It doesn't help your readership find good food; it just is an indulgence of Sheehan's snarky ego. Isn't it about time you replaced him with someone who is concerned about his readers more than himself?

James Martin
Denver

Revenge of the zombies:Once again, Jason Sheehan proves that he would be a much better 1970s sci-fi movie critic than a food critic. As his "review" meandered from odd to downright contemptuous, I was left wondering what personal vendetta Sheehan has against Jon Schlegel and his restaurant. I have eaten at Snooze on numerous occasions, and have even wandered in late at night without any zombies hot on my tail, and couldn't disagree more with Sheehan's review -- of the restaurant's food, the Ballpark neighborhood or Schlegel's demeanor.

For only being open three months, Snooze has repeatedly impressed me with its food, service and ingenuity. It's unlike anything in Denver, and I'm sure the regulars (young, old, well-dressed and not) who dine on a weekly basis at the restaurant would agree.

Megan Eatherton
Denver

You Snooze, you lose:I completely agree with "Pancake Apocalypse." My first and last time at Snooze was a Sunday brunch where the guy seating conveniently forgot us and sat his friends and people who got there after us! We finally told him something and got sat! Then I ordered a breakfast burrito to take back to my mom, and they shouldn't even say it has green chile -- they should just say it has a splash of tomato sauce. Anyway, my mom was halfway through her burrito when to all our horror, she found a hair! I was so disgusted and pissed that I had spent my hard-earned money to wait an hour and a half for bad service and bad food. I didn't call or complain, but I will never go back there -- so this article did my venting for me.

Maria Lopez
Denver:

Apocalyse now:I'm a longtime reader, first-time writer, blah blah and everloving blah. From time to time, Jason Sheehan's words have literally changed the course of my life. As a twenty-year-plus war veteran of the ever-schizophrenic Denver dining scene, I look forward to reading his work as I would a greasy Wishbone chicken dinner on a hangover day. I frequent the shittiest liquor store in town on a Wednesday afternoon because I know that it will have Westword for me when I get there, a day early. I read Jason's pages before I leave the fucking parking lot. I drive to some hole-in-the-wall immigrant restaurant in a strip mall twenty miles away because Jason tells me to.

Jason reignited a passion in me for good food and drink that I had not had in a decade. His article referring to Big Night made me decide that food and beverage was my life, and to not embrace it was death (or construction work, same difference). I came back to the scene, and when people ask me why, I say Jason Sheehan made me do it.

All that being said, I didn't get his review of Snooze ("Pancake Apocalypse," July 6). I have been there with my kids on a Saturday morning (and they are culinary snobs -- their dad is a good cook), and taken drunk dates there late at night who are in the business and know what they like, drunk or not. I have easily had the most memorable grilled cheese and tomato soup of my life there on a cold, wet, shitty day (I drooled uncontrollably in front of the hot, hot, hot barista, and that's a great indicator of good food, in my humble opinion). I have never left Snooze less than thrilled.

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