Listening to the Jazz, I Could Feel Gfld Eclipsing Noho

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Everyone showed up; the whole gang of Friday regulars were on the scene in ‘Hamp last night, gathered at the very hip Mama Iguana’s to share end of the workday tales and catch up on news. But Joe told us he had to leave at 6:20. Why? Because he was heading north to the Next Cooler Place and had a dinner date.

Northampton for years has been the defacto meeting ground for those of us who live up north in Franklin county. We don’t have the cool bars and trendy eateries up here, so we have to head 20 miles down 91 to catch up with that kind of action. But tonight I sensed a shift, a seismic shift, from the south to the north. Greenfield has become cooler than ‘Hamp.

To bring the point home, you must join the throng at Hope and Olive, set on a sidestreet in this town. We entered and grabbed a corner table, and drank throwback beers…’Gansett anyone?
I had only savored one beer down south and rallied to drive these twenty miles north, to join these friends at this crowded, sprawling restaurant, with tables tucked in sides and nooks and lots of room. Dinner came later, a plate of striped bass, and for others, tiny plump quail with delicious tiny drumsticks.

Half way through this sumptous spread, the music began, the band was called Bok Choy. A man played a compact silver cornet, another played keyboards, a familiar face from the cafe manned a stand-up bass, and a fourth player swished brushes on drums. Good old fashioned jazz, as Bill described it, ‘cool California,’ like Chet Baker. The tunes were smooth, the players were talented, and I took out my phone to Twitter kudos to the web. No doubt about it, with a big cool place like this, with its unique menu, saavy servers and genuine easy parking, Greenfield has slipped ahead of ‘Hamp.

I just wish there was a bistro like this in Deerfield, the world needs and wants more places that take these kinds of risks, offer this creative a menu, and find jazz players as good as this to liven it all up. Come up here on a Tuesday night and it will still feel packed and popular…despite Greenfield’s reputation as a backwater, it’s surely on the map these days.