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On this week’s JERKcast, Lakota, Julia, and Charlie give the low down on Juice Jam, Westcott, and other happenings in the SU area. You can stream the show from jerkmagazine.net or download it directly here!

The cast gives their brutally honest opinions about the performers, the dancing hotdog, all the neon, and the hype behind Juice Jam. Apparently the floral scented, carpeted bathrooms were even a hit for Charlie. After wrapping up their thoughts on Sunday’s event, the crew gives you the rundown on Westcott – where to go, what to order, and what’s going on. Westcott wasn’t the only destination, a quick tangent on Shoppingtown Mall and Mother’s Cupboard reveals how some of the cast likes to ruin everything.

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It’s not sex, drugs or alcohol…but it damn sure might as well be. The catfish at Alto Cinco is highly addictive. I used to think it was the Catfish Burrito that was so amazing. Then, I tried the Catfish Quesadilla, and realized that it was the catfish itself that was so wonderfully pleasurable to my taste buds.

It is the one item on the menu I have heard consistently praised by my fellow Alto aficionados. Add their infamous cornbread and delectable salad to the mix and it makes the burrito even more irresistible. It keeps us coming back despite the pain it causes our wallets.

They say we all remember our first time. Well, that applies to this tasty dish as well. Sound obsessive? Now you understand why it’s my vice. If you’re sitting there shaking your head in disbelief and you haven’t tried it, then I suggest you do. Then, we can talk.

Dining in? The Catfish Burrito is $12 and the Catfish Quesadilla is $11.50. My advice: order the chips and guac if you’re starving and dining with at least one other person. If you go for dinner with friends and you’re twenty-one or over, splurge on their German Riesling. Absolute perfection in a meal.

-Erin Elzo

AM’s at Alto

Posted: November 18, 2008 by jerkmag in VAULT -- archives
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If you’ve spent a significant amount of time in Syracuse, say, more than six months or so, you’ve probably been to Alto Cinco. Tucked in between the old/new Westcott Theater and Munjed’s Middle Eastern café, Alto Cinco is a too-small but sweet and almost-authentic Mexican eatery. By the time you leave Syracuse, you’ll probably have eaten there at least fifteen times. If you can get a table, that is.

Last spring, just days after discovering that they also did Sunday brunch, I hoofed it down there after a night on the town. Conveniently, they don’t start delivering the goods until 11, so there’s no need to be the early bird. As it turned out, their morning fare stood up to what I’d come to know and love.

It doesn’t seem like quite the deal that it does for dinner, when you pay eight bucks for breakfast. Especially when you can walk out of many local diners only $3.50 poorer. But if you want one of the fresh, healthy, and monstrous meals that our dear Alto is so known for ’round the Westcott block, you won’t be disappointed. (more…)