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Olive R Twist
Anyway, none of that has much to do
with Olive R Twist even though they apparently do allow smoking and
serve food at the same time which seems in open defiance of the law.
It didn't effect us much however as we tried a loaded potato, a
chicken philly, a side salad, the fries and several different draught ales.
Despite this relatively small sample of the menu, everything was
tasty and passable with the only disappointment being for one of us
that they didn't offer anything for desert. All in all, the
experience was a vast improvement over The Depot,
with the beer selection, good service, and relatively fresh air
making a return visit a no brainer. We'll add to the report if
necessary as more information becomes available but as far as first
impressions go, Olive R Twist's seems to have some good things going
for it. Olive R Twist
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What exactly is the law on smoking and food by the way? One of the things that has always made serving time in Tucson
worthwhile was the chance to sit outside on a perfect spring evening, sipping
cool malted beverages and breathing in the orange blossoms and jasmine
scents that permeate the air, especially during March and April in so many parts
of town. Even without citrus trees in the near vicinity, the perfect
temperatures, ruffling breezes, and glittering stars make patio
sitting in the vernal months one of the Old Pueblo’s simple
pleasures. It can almost make the winter snowbird traffic and the
summer’s baking heat seem worth it. We remember not all that long
ago when a good recipe for a perfect
night’s sleep used to be to take a post prandial down 3rd street to the UA campus
(both of which are lined with orange and tangerine trees), swing
back past Bob Dobbs, tie the dog to the fence with a bowl of water, grab a pint and
head out to the patio where you could throw your feet up on a table and ponder the
fact that the perfect weather would be gone soon
enough. We say used to be, because the law changed a few years ago
and now the patios at places like
Dobbs or Chuy's have become unpleasant smoky outposts. Yet while
these places claim it's illegal to have smoking sections where they
are serving food,
most other establishments we walk into seem to be just as thick with
smoke as before. Many Tucsonan's
want to smoke obviously and don't particularly care if the rest of us
smoke right along
with them but it seems ironic that the places where we enjoyed
sitting outside in the past seem to be enforcing the rules and
driving the smokers out to join us and befoul the evening air and
the places where we would want to sit inside to play trivia or watch
a ball game are ignoring the ordinance all together. Up the road,
the city of Tempe, by the way, passed a proposition a couple years
back that bans smoking in all public buildings which may be another
reason that it suddenly seems like an 
Gross it may be but it seems to us that until chewers start walking
up to strangers and spitting juice all over their clothes and in
their hair and eyes and in their food to the point where they are
drenching all other patrons with brown expectorant, there is simply
no comparison. Everyone in a room knows immediately when somebody
lights up a putrid ciggy and is reminded of it for the rest of the
night by the stench on their clothes that then accompanies them to
all subsequent social engagements. If somebody had been peacefully
chewing a wad of Bourbon soaked apple backy instead, most people wouldn't have
even noticed and certainly would have nothing to complain about
unless said chewer had come up and sloshed a spit cup in their face
or something. Why people feel it's their right to foul up the air
others have to breath has always escaped us but it's the American
way apparently. Except in California and now Tempe.