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After reading Pete Wells’ scathing review on Guy Fieri’s Times Square restaurant, and the ensuing controversy it has caused, I have been reflecting on my own restaurant review process, as well as trying to make sense of all the drama and discussion.

Taking advice from a former food critic, in reviewing a restaurant, criticizing the food service or ambiance is a responsibility of the journalism, but to outright bash a place serves no purpose.  It is better to write no review at all than to destroy a restaurant.  This holds true for many reasons.  For one, livelihoods are at stake.  It is one thing for celebrity chefs or investors to plunk down tons of money into a restaurant project.  They know what the risk is and have deep pockets.  But the people who rely on the work as their livelihood, now that is a different story.

Pete Wells’ review would have been more credible if it were less sarcastic and smug in tone.  Outsiders (non-New Yorkers will red it as NY snobbery).  Guy Fieri has many mainstream fans who will defend his idea of American comfort food.  The tourists who come to New York City and visit Times Square will also patronize Guy Fieri because of his personality and television exposure.  The probability is that most of these tourists don’t read the New York Times as a source of information anyway.

I can understand the choice to review Guy Fieri’s restaurant given the location, two blocks from the NYTimes headquarters, the celebrity status of Guy Fieri, and all the press.  But if Pete Wells’ agenda is to place that restaurant and its concept on par with any fine dining establishment which the column was created for in the first place, he has missed the mark.  There are so many hard working people who run restaurants that deserve reviewing.

The point is not to review Olive Garden, TGIF and other chain restaurants, or to inform people on how bad the food is for your health, taste buds or wallet.  These are obvious facts to any educated consumers, much less NYTimes subscribers.  No New Yorker worth his/her foodie moniker would eat at these establishments for free.  But an indictment on Guy’s resto is more than just criticism on a a celebrity chef phoning it in, it speaks to the average American DDD diner as a whole.  Your palate stinks, you eat too much junk and if you want to eat at this crapshoot you get what you deserve.  Indeed people do.  Many, if not the majority of people, will continue to eat fast food and guzzle 64 ounce beverages, and dare I say it, vote Republican.  The truth is that people have the choice and actually like it.

I have reviewed a few restaurants on my blog, and have stopped doing so for a couple of reasons.  For one it is expensive to go to a place three or four times to be fair about the totality of the experience on a personal budget.  Two, I often find myself disappointed or on the other side of popular opinion.  I think New York City dining is a fad driven culture with many people who don’t actually reside in New York forming opinions simply because it is cool to be in a hot new place.   If the media tells them it is good, foodies will follow.  I have eaten at scores of places where I was not treated well by the service, the hostess, the food was sub-par, the wine service was spotty, and the bill not worth what I received in value.  Instead of destroying the place in some type of personal review of my experience, I simply don’t recommend it to people I know.

In this blogging age, anyone (including myself) can be a food writer, I proffer that just because one has an opinion doesn’t give licence to be mean, hurtful, untruthful and damaging in their words.  This is the problem with YELP, as no one can police the site’s vitriol and garbage, and no one can verify the authenticity of the reviewer.  When someone writes that the pasta special sucked one night, when no such special existed on the menu, YELP does not fact check, and what does that remind you of?

I contend that Pete Wells should never have used the top restaurant column to review such an obvious restaurant.  He could have blogged about it or written a piece under the travel section.  But since he did see fit to review it, then he should have treated it like he would any other restaurant.  Talk about the food and drinks critically, the quality of service and the ambiance.  His words and questions only serve to infuriate the masses of tourists who come to New York to spend money.  There are many ways to indicate to the NYT readership that this is not a place for them, and perhaps would be better off at Le Bernardin.

I liken it to how I approach wine.  I might not enjoy a 15% new world, oaky Zinfandel, but I will not bash it.  I will assess its qualities and simply choose not to drink it.  Some people may in fact like pretzel chicken fingers and nuclear blue watermelon margaritas.  A reviewer’s job is to judge the quality of the subject, even if it goes against personal taste.  There is a good probability that Pete was right about his experiences with the food, drinks, and service.  My taste is more aligned to his than someone who would prefer that type of cuisine.  But not taking a palate other than his own into consideration, or treating the review seriously shows a biased, ugly disposition.

Hopefully Guy and his staff will work out the kinks, and Pete can get it together for future reviews.

 

 

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#SHOP EV

In order to be safe from the perils of Hurricane Sandy, the mayor ordered us to stay home, as long as we did not reside in one of the evacuation zones.  Since I reside in the Upper West Side away from Central Park and the Hudson River, there was no loss of power, water, or trees crashing through my 14th floor apartment windows. There can be a guilty feeling associated with being safe from a natural disaster, while others not too far from you are dying in accidents, and homes and businesses are being demolished by trees and water.

I get the same feeling every time I hear of the dangers of living in Haiti, a people who have just suffered the brunt of Hurricane Sandy before us.  I am part Haitian, from my mother’s side of the family, and I can’t help but feeling fortunate that I am not enduring the catastrophes that seem never-ending.

When I get past those initial feelings, I wish blessings to all who have endured Hurricane Sandy and are dealing with the aftermath of damages and expenses.

As we wait for the infrastructure to be up and running again, anxiety sets in as to how to repair the damages and move forward.  Some businesses have been totaled or severely damaged.  The major concern is to reopen, electricity permitting, so as to get back on track to pay the bills.

Most insurance policies will not cover these losses and that is a stark reality. As a small business owner in this economy, I always urge supporting small businesses lest the landscape of our neighborhoods change into a chain store/mall permanently.  Now more than ever is the time to do something about it, by getting out and supporting your neighborhood shop, who besides damages, are looking to lose at least a week of sales.  Landlords will not relent, nor will the tax man, and some of us who have been just squeaking by are looking at serious debt, or worse, closure.

After assessing the damages at Pata Negra, we will open, even without power, with candles, a boom box, wine, jamon and cheese.  Please come down, and I don’t mean just on Friday and Saturday nights.

To help keep all of your favorite places open I urge you to shop East Village, #shopEV.

Updates on www.patanegratapas.com, twitter @ChezChefmateo.com

May you all be safe, and speedy recovery back to a normal life.

Chef Mateo

 

 

 

 

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Oh Sherry,

Sherryfest is happening here in New York City this week, and before one can say that sherry has arrived, I might argue that it has always been here, albeit not commonly consumed or appreciated, but revered and sought increasingly by those who seek excellence in all their wines.

Sherryfest is an idea put into reality by Rosemary Grey and Peter Liem, two people who dared to dream that even if a select few drink sherry, they do so proudly, eschewing the common thought that sherry is cheap wine made in bulk, that a real renaissance is upon us, that sherry marries well with food, and can sit right up there with the most exquisite wines of the world.

Aside from putting together this Sherryfest, this gathering of great Spanish producers in the great international American city that is Gotham, Peter Liem, a Champagne aficionado and wine writer has inked Sherry, Manzanilla & Montilla, a comprehensive guide to the traditional wines of Andalusia, with Jesus Barquin, one of the dynamic duo that has brought us Equipo Navazos, flying winemakers who strike deals with bodegas to create special cuvees of top sherry, at the forefront that is currently the sherry revolution.

The Grand tasting was held at The Ace Hotel, coordinated by Carla Rzeszewski, whose passion for all things sherry is second to none, creating an electric atmosphere for tasting sherries from several top producers.  Present were twenty bodegas with a long tradition and history of winemaking who have persevered during a down time in Jerez, but continue to stay ahead of the curve and offer wines of purity and integrity.

Having spent a week back in late May this past year, I had the privilege of visiting several of these bodegas and producers, and it was so warm to see many old friends.  A cerebral gaze into the eyes of Lorenzo Garcia-Iglesias  A Californian high five with Steve Cook of Barbadillo, a gentleman’s handshake with Jan Petterson of Fernando de Castilla, topped only by a genuine hug from the lovely Ana Cabestrero of El Maestro Sierra.  I miss Dona Carmen too.

Absent were the wines from Equipo Navazos, who is in part responsible for raising the quality of sherry and garnering a tremendous amount of press of late.  It would have been nice to have seen Eduardo and Jesus, whose pride and knowledge of sherry is top notch.

The exhaustion of a long day of tasting was masked by the smiles of the winemakers and their representatives, such a large turnout for sherry overwhelming satisfying their efforts.

I would have stayed for the whole event, but had a few more errands to run at the Union Square farmer’s market to get the final ingredients for one of the scheduled Sherryfest producer dinners, one of which Pata Negra was hosting.  The reps from Barbadillo and Emilio Hidalgo arrived early, weary from the day thirsty for Mahou beer and Jamon.

Then the party kicked off at seven, sherry flowing, and pata negra glistening, magical, classic pairings anchoring a good old fashioned tapas fiesta.  Pimientos de Padron, Pata Negra bacon,  bacalao crudo, tortilla, morcilla, chorizo, gambas, croquetas, datiles, just to name a few dishes.  The Solear Manzanilla en Rama was my favorite, as well as the Villapanes Oloroso, La Panesa, and the Obispo Gascon Palo Cortado.

The night ended at The Beagle, a beacon for sherry selection often infused in their ingenious cocktail service, with event organizers, planners and staffers winding down with leftover bottles and delicious drinks.  Great hospitality from the new-look Beagle.  The East Village just gets yummier and yummier.

There are seminars scheduled for the next two days as well as other evening events.  There is still time to join on the fun and Get Flor’d.

What does this all mean?  For me Sherryfest is a good example of what happens when a group of people are passionate about something. Sitting outdoors at Gaspar Restaurant in Chipione on the beach, I recall a conversations with friends and industry people about bringing and promoting all the excitement of our trip to Jerez, Sanlucar, and Montilla back with us.  The night sky and moon in the background, the aroma of manzanilla in the air, bottle after bottle of Solear and shrimp and snails, pimientos and fried fish. I remember being pessimistic, speaking about advanced palates and educated consumers.  The truth is sherry is a wine to love, with pleasure on many levels from the quaffable to the profound.  The dream becomes a think tank, and forms collaborations and relationships to create awareness and celebrate it in a meaningful and fun way.  It shows that the preservation of tradition is paramount, and that by spreading the word to even a few, the seeds are planted and can grow without limits.  Just check out the number of restos offering sherry on wine lists now.

Get Flor’d.  Indeed.

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NFL – Big Deal

The NFL lockout of official referees has been temporarily suspended until the union votes to ratify a contract that basically works out in favor of the union.  This is remarkable for many reasons, and upon a closer look, gives real insight into American society and its current values and priorities.

As a former NYC junior high school special education teacher for thirteen years, it was mandatory to be part of the United Federation of Teachers.  Under the leadership of Randi Weingarten, throughout my brief teaching career there were several contract expirations and subsequent dialogue and dispute over new contracts.  I remember those contract negotiations vividly and will never forget them.  The outcomes of over those contracts is part and parcel why I left the profession, and why quality teachers in the United States will never be treated with the respect they deserve.

To begin with, as a city employee, it is illegal to strike for any cause, especially as a tactic for contract negotiation.  For every day of a strike, until its conclusion, a teacher must pay back to the city two days worth of salary.  Any gains under such a punitive system are quickly lost as the days pile up and prove very costly.  Most teachers who are veterans did not want to give up such a large sum of their meager salaries.  This allowed Mayor Giuliani and Mayor Bloomberg and any future mayors to have an ace in the hole in terms of negotiations.

That is why the teachers’ contracts were negotiated unfairly, and why the mayors never bent.  They offered two percent raises and then demanded longer working hours.  The last time I checked, if one works more, one gets paid more.  That is not a raise.  A raise is more pay for the same work.  Each and every contract the mayors of New York squeezed one week more into the work schedule on the way to year round teaching and school year.  Again that is more work for less pay, not a raise.  And if you are of the thinking that a teacher is entitled to too much vacation, then you should try your hand at babysitting and educating other people’s children while being responsible for their academic and personal success and growth for ten months.  Most people would be laughed out of the classroom in severe fits of a nervous breakdown in less than a month.

It is true that there are bad teachers.  In any large workforce, there is excellence and the bottom of the barrel.  But a system that rewards good test scores is not the solution.  Just ask any teacher the number of variables and parameters that exist that contribute to a particular student’s success or failure.  If even fifty percent of these factors were within a singular teacher’s control, the student might as well as be eligible for surrogate adoption.

The cost of living in NYC is as the market dictates and that is utterly ridiculous for a lower or middle class working family.  Starting teachers who earn $40,000 simply cannot pay rent in Manhattan, let alone parts of affluent, hip Brooklyn and Queens.  These teachers, as did I, needed second jobs, and summer jobs to make ends meet, pay rent, and pay down vast student loans.  The Mayor wants hard working people to drive the buses and trains, work the restaurants and cabs, offer services at the dry cleaners, bodegas and retail shops, but actually live in the city where they work, well that’s on them to figure out.

The city wants qualified teachers but does not want to pay accordingly.  The education of a child is a zero sum gain in the ledgers of the accountants.  In other words, tax money down the drain.

And so I have been following another strike quite closely, the most recent work stoppage in Chicago.  The Mayor of Chicago has tried guerilla tactics and slander to put down that union, but the union did not back down.  They had a real leader and a fighter who threw it back in his face, and rallied the teachers to do the unthinkable, walk out.  Eight extra days of the parents having to deal with their own kids past their organized plans and schedules and that was enough to at least come to the bargaining table in good faith.  Ridiculous Merit pay was ostensibly taken off the table.  The teachers did not get what they should have, but certainly more than if they didn’t strike and stand up for themselves.  Most importantly they maintained their integrity and self worth.

Detractors and angry parents called teachers selfish, and not mindful of the children.  If they were informed and read the actual terms of the contract and what the union was fighting for, it is always about the children. The truth is these parents could not stand babysitting their own anxious children and downplay the importance and roles of the teachers who take their children day in and day out for ten months out of the year. “You get what you pay for.”

Which brings us back to the NFL, a multi-billion dollar industry, who thought they could bully a small referee’s union by locking them out and bringing replacement referees.  They thought the product and brand would not suffer much.  But it did, over 40 games of questionable calls culminating in a Monday night debacle in Seattle costing Green Bay a loss.  The NFL image was being tarnished, and even the President expressed concern.  The fans were getting upset, but not enough to stop watching mind you.  One could argue that ratings went up during the added controversy, but the league could no longer claim they cared about the integrity of the game and player safety.  Everyone could see on a Monday night how two faced the NFL was.  And so due to public pressure and a few coaches’ fines, the league quickly negotiated a deal in most part in favor of the referees, and life goes on.

The question remains, why didn’t this happen during my teaching tenure or most recently in Chicago?  The answer is not simple, but let’s start with the obvious; sports is more important in this country than education. From college to the pros, the gladiator phenomenon still holds true.  Perform in an athletic arena and become a demi-god, a hero.  A hero compared to troops in Afghanistan?  Or a fireman? Even a teacher? The hypocrisy is maddening.  If an NFL player uses drugs or gets in trouble with the law, he gets second, third and even fourth chances, as long as he can still ball and help his team win.  Sports fans will pay almost any amount of money for season tickets, merchandise, etc.  If your team wins, then somehow you are a winner too, as well as the community and the city.  The revenues generated for the city is in the millions of dollars as well, as new stadium deals are struck every year partly funded by city tax dollars.  So that’s what they mean when they speak about the integrity of the game.

But a new computer lab in a forgotten school tucked away on 120th and first avenue with low reading scores?  Please.  Who is a fan of that? Who is a fan of education, or investing in our future as a society, investing in the lives of those who are struggling and need all the support to get on track and become productive members of society?  Nothing against Michael Vick, but mastermind a dog-fighting ring, no problem, as long as he can still light it up on MNF.  In Brooklyn, there are many schools in need of renovation and resources, but what gets built, The Barclay Center, because a year round venue where Nets and Jay Z tickets can be purchased is the priority.

NBA millionaires vs. billionaires?  Lost 25% of the season.  Who really cared?  Big problem for fans? Stop watching.  But fans can’t, and don’t want too.  Athletic prowess is more valuable and entertaining than academic ability, and as long as the pay scales dictate so, the U.S. will continue to lag other nations in math and science, and overall education for decades to come.  Should highly paid athletes get paid lots of money?  Market dictates yes.  But should A-Rod get $10,000. per swing while a teacher can’t pay rent in the place where he/she works?  There’s something definitely wrong with the value system here.

Here’s a plan.  How about investing in the best talent out of colleges for teachers who in turn after being properly groomed under a Master/Apprentice relationship become masters (the best teachers they can be) thereby maximizing the success of more and more students in the public education system churning out more intelligent socially adjusted young adults who will become leaders for future society. And let’s do that by offering as competitive a salary as to other fields.  Say like sports?  Only hire and nurture the top and pay them accordingly.

Until society realizes that the potential for the United States to be great still exists in its youth and infrastructure, not in its athletes and professional sports leagues, we will remain an under-developing, under-achieving, nation of idiots staring at a bright future in the distance, unable to grasp at any global success or return to what this country once was, a superpower, a great nation, a place where people work hard and dreams can come true for all.

 

 

 

 

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The End of an Empire

The day after a holiday has proven to be historically slow for me, business-wise at Pata Negra.  Call it the hangover due to the extra day off, and the harsh reality of the workweek slamming us on Tuesday.  The humidity and rain didn’t help matters; just ask Roddick or Sharapova at the U.S. Open.   Business owners like to offer explanations for slow nights, in part to make themselves feel better, and also to occupy the mind so as not to go stark mad from boredom and despair.

The only small, saving grace is the opportunity to close early or at least on time. Alas, even that was taken away from me by a first time date who were hitting it off really nicely, pushing the closing time past my proposed expectations, destroying any visions of tying one off at a local bar.  Don’t get me wrong. It makes me happy when new romances bud at my place.  I even have several customers who celebrate their first dates and anniversaries.  Playing Cupid feels good.

I think they looked up and realized they were in a romantic bubble, all on their own, and granted mercy to me.  I thank them and wish them love’s best.

Then after closing, I hailed a cab on first avenue, routine for every late night I have ever spent at Pata Negra.  If the subway actually worked at 2 am, it would be the first option, but good luck with that.  I believe that in order to keep the New York City economy working, it is our responsibility to spend money in our fair Gotham.  It is important to keep dining out, supporting local businesses if possible, and taking cabs sometimes.  If residents stop fueling the economy, people lose jobs, mom and pop shops close, and the result is the land of Duane Reade and 7-Eleven.  I am not advocating spending money you don’t have.  Moderation is the key.  Just don’t shut it down in panic.

As I caught up on Twitter feeds, trying to avoid the LXTV banter, I raised my head up and I was safely home.  I looked up at the fare and the taximeter read $19.50.  I asked the cabbie if there was something wrong with his meter.  Perhaps it is too fast.  I usually pay $16.00. He replied that the rates went up.  In disbelief I googled “taxi fare hike” and sure enough, the first ten hits confirmed a surcharge and 17% increase.  The article went on to explain how this would help the cabbies offset gas prices and inflation.  I could barely leave the cab.  I was stunned.

Backtracking to the start of Tuesday, I had spent a considerable amount of time with the managing agent for the space I rent for Pata Negra.  The actual owners of the building are investors from the Midwest, so talking to an “owner” is not possible.  The topic of contention was yet another real estate tax increase.  For those of you not in the biz, the City of New York assesses each building every year and assigns a value to each property.  Then the City judges whether there should be an increase in property value or decrease.  In other words, the City raises taxes or lowers taxes.  As commercial tenants, leases are designed so that a fraction or all of the real estate taxes are passed on to the renters, even though the renters do not own the property.  Savvy landlords include this rider in commercial leases, saving them thousands of dollars.

I opened Pata Negra during the height of the recession in February 2008.  I did not anticipate the taxes to be substantial.  But what I should have done was note who was in charge.  Mayor Michael Bloomberg.  The taxes assessed were $6,500 for 2009-2010, $12,000 for 20010-2011, then $17,500 for 2011-2012, and now $21,000 for 2012 – 2013.  The final raise in taxes results in an increase of over 50% of the rent.

How does the property value increase during a recession?  What is the magic formula that calculates the property value? Will the taxes ever stabilize?

And now you know why, the cost of running a business goes up, and why the goods and services provided to the public goes up accordingly.  The small business people who can’t make it go into debt and simply close.  Not the trendy deep pocket, deep investor hot chef hot spots, real people businesses.  The integrity of the neighborhood changes, as large corporations move in, and the landscape changes dramatically.  That is why as a resident you see the same thing every other block, an ATM, drug store, or large chain.  Mom and pop, retire.  Small business owner. Too bad.  Go back to work for someone like most other people.  As long as the City is getting paid, why not continue to raise the real estate tax?

When the third term Mayor states he is for small business, he is talking out of two sides of his mouth.  The real estate stealth tax is murdering the entrepreneurial spirit.  It is decimating the genuine neighborhood landscape.  And if you are a restaurant owner trying to earn that shiny “A” on that front door, get ready to pay for that too.  The City has earned over $50 million in fines in the first nine months alone.

And where is all of this real estate tax money going?  Our successful school system?  I taught special education for junior high schools in two of the toughest neighborhoods for thirteen years.  Believe me when I tell you that the school system turns no profit and so the Mayor is not interested in fixing the public school system.  Each pupil costs $20,000 dollars per year to educate and as far as the Mayor is concerned that is a loss, red ink.  Forget about cultivating seeds for the future.  Only the well to do families or culturally intelligent (knowledgeable about the system and its subsidies) can afford private schools.  If a child makes it out of public school and succeeds, the child is doing so in spite of the education system.  Why has no one asked the question that a Mayor who can run a billion dollar business cannot put the right people in place to fix the public school system?  Why not pump much of this tax revenue into our schools?

Instead, a fortune (albeit mostly federal funding) was put into creating green spaces and bike lanes that only bike messengers and delivery men use or misuse, depending on which direction they are headed. Every cabbie I have spoken to on my way home from work complains over the amount of tickets they have received for picking up passengers “illegally”.  Where are the cabbies supposed to pick up their fares?  They can’t pick up on the bike lane.  They can’t pick up in the bus lane.  Catch 22 for tickets. Clever boy.

And now the Mayor wants to restrict the size of soft drinks sold to help fight obesity.  I applaud the Mayor for this initiative.  I myself have a weakness for Coca-Cola and it certainly contributes to my extra weight and ensuing health problems.  As a former educator I can’t tell you how many obese teens drowned themselves in large Tropical Fantasy soda bottles and red or purple sugary grenade shaped drinks.  More than candy, the kids love their sugary drinks.

Do you know how many times the average child in the public school system attends a physical education class?  Twice per week.  Absent that day.  Oh well.  Why not implement a citywide fitness program that addresses this crisis?  But the Mayor has chosen soda as his enemy, when there is a larger, more formidable opponent – Big Tobacco.  If the Mayor wants to take credit for banning cigarettes from places of business and public venues, why not finish the job?  All the studies have proven that cigarettes kill.  So why not take on Big Tobacco and ban cigarettes altogether?  Non-smokers have to breathe second hand smoke against our will and the pollution level in the city is ridiculous.  On a recent trip to Vermont I was astounded at what clean air actually feels like.

But the Mayor will not pick this fight, after all he has a business to run, and he only picks battles that he is sure he can win, like taxing small business with a magical system, fining cab drivers for illegal pick ups, or charging millions of dollars in fines to small restaurants.  The Mayor will gladly tax tobacco sales for the revenue of course.

Why not pick a fight with the NRA, and once and for all make New York City safer than any other metropolis in America?  Two more people were shot over the weekend attending the West Indian parade in Brooklyn.  The year is 2012 and New York City still has its fir share of gun violence.  Seriously?  Welfare of the people?  Soda size?

I am sure the Mayor is looking into another loophole to be elected to a fourth term, mayor for life, taxing and fining the hard working class that makes this city go, to death or departure, whichever comes first.  I for one want an advocate for New York City, not just the wealthy and the Wall Street community.  A mayor who will not fight teacher, fireman or police unions for a fair wage, or impose unsubstantiated stealth taxes and fines to suffocate the working class.  With housing prices absolutely unaffordable, the Mayor has already forced much of the working class to leave the actual city they work in, fringing in suburbs and depleted barrios, contemplating monthly whether or not they can make ends meet.

As a business owner I have been repeating the mantra, “Survival is the new success.” Wouldn’t it be nice to actually build something, earn a living and actually be able to keep it?  Perhaps I am laying too much blame at the feet of the Mayor.  There is the City Council, and legislature at Albany to consider for policy making too.  But as leader of this City, I expect him to protect its citizens and facilitate our progress.  For this reason, I cannot give him a passing grade.  The next mayor may do worse for our fair city, as the blueprint for making money is well established by the current administration.  I can only hope that the next candidate will come from a more reasonable meager hardworking background, so the candidate can at least relate to the dilemma of being an average working person in this Empire city that seems to be no longer ours.