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Jackie Mercandetti

For the past eight years, Martin Antonelli has combined his advertising background, passion for family, and love of poetry into a charming French restaurant, Voltaire, in Scottsdale. It's his homage to family and food, instead of a typically trendy faux-French bistro.

After an extensive career in New York, Antonelli sought a change and an outlet for his creativity. When his son mentioned that the restaurant where he was working as chef was for sale, Antonelli jumped at the chance and moved to Scottsdale. The building that is Voltaire's home was once a farmhouse, complete with outbuildings. Antonelli began to give it his stamp by creating a warm, peaceful, and creative haven for fans of French cuisine.

Artwork created by Antonelli dots the walls, and in a charming waiting room, he's included such family items as his mother Valentinas's recipe box and her needlepoint and sewing supplies, which are stashed in a box next to a chair, just as you'd have seen them at her home.

And that's the point for a man like Martin Antonelli: to master the classics — whether in food, art, or poetry — and combine them in a way that they feel like home. You can get a taste by signing up for his regular e-mails, which include his poetry:

"Footprints" by Martin Antonelli

The future lays before you like a clean, untouched stretch of sand,

Waiting for your footprints.

Who will you be?

How high you reach is how much you will grow.

How much you seek is how far you will go.

How deep is your search is how much you will see.

How big you make your dream is how great you will be.

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Brothers Jay and Don Poore, of Arizona-based snack brand Poore Brothers Potato Chips, are the main characters in one of America's great corporate fairy tales. Once upon a time, the pair worked as engineers for snack food companies, installing and repairing machines in their plants. There they were introduced to the wonderful world of potato chips — not just the crispy crunch of the popular snack, but the process by which they're made. It was kind of like Willy Wonka's amazing chocolate factory, only with salty snacks instead of sweet. Oh, and there was no room for pretzel trees and toadstools made of onion straws. But we digress.

Jay and Don, inspired by what they saw, created a thick, kettle-cooked chip and marketed it as Bob's Texas Style Potato Chips. The chips were a hit. The bros sold that company, moved to the desert, and founded Poore Brothers.

In those days, the Poore brothers were a little, well, poorer than they are now. What's now a major snack corporation making unusual goodies such as Burger King Ketchup & Fries and Boulder Canyon Natural Rice & Adzuki Bean chips began with Jay and Don, a single kettle and one delivery truck. They handed out free samples and sold the chips to grocery stores and delis before Phoenicians became hooked. Jay and Don soon became the kings of a snack empire. They've never forgotten Phoenix, though. Poore Brothers sponsored the Arizona Diamondbacks' arrival in the mid-'90s and produced some Diamondbacks commemorative chip bags. And though they've since turned over the reins and reorganized under the Inventure Group name, Don occasionally consults for the company and Jay remains at the Goodyear plant.

A single kettle seems laughable now. One hundred thousand pounds of taters per day, sourced from Idaho and Maricopa County, are cooked in massive troughs and stirred by machine paddles. The brand itself has expanded to include "intensely different" flavors that appeal to Arizona tastes, such as Three Cheese Jalapeño, Sweet Maui Onion, and Mole. Of course, we still love the original. Oregon can keep their Kettle brand, and Snyder's of Hanover is just a visitor in this town. Phoenix's "home team" of snacks will always be Poore Brothers.

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Courtesy of Sweet Republic

Talk about a cool idea.

When number crunching started to wear thin, globetrotters Helen Yung and Jan Wichayanuparp left the world of finance for the world of ice cream — and the Valley's better for it.

Their adorable, citrus-hued ice cream shop, Sweet Republic, opened last year with a distinctive point of view and a uniquely tasty product that attracted the attention of foodies well beyond the vicinity of the Shea Boulevard strip mall where they sell a rotating selection of freshly made frozen treats. Earlier this year, they even got a nod from Bon Appetit magazine, which included them in a list of "Best Ice Cream Shops" in the whole U.S. of A.

Yung and Wichyanuparp's luscious, artisanal ice cream is free of artificial ingredients, made with rBST-free milk, and is homemade in every aspect, from the brownie chunks in the Brownie Swirl ice cream to the cones they scoop it into. In addition, the shop itself is sustainably designed and features free Wi-Fi, making it a fun place to chill — literally.

Although Sweet Republic always keeps such classic flavors as Belgian chocolate and vanilla bean in regular rotation, Yung and Wichyanuparp's experience living in such far-flung places as London, Hong Kong, and Singapore shows up in the more exotic flavors. Salted butter caramel and the Cheese Course Duo (Roquefort blue cheese ice cream with Medjool dates) have become cult favorites, and depending on the day, they might even have bacon ice cream.

From their regular posts on Twitter to their appearances at First Fridays in their ice cream bus, the Sweet Republic gals are impressively proactive in getting the word out about their scrumptious creations.

But trust us: Ice cream this good still speaks for itself.

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The ratatouille omelette at Vincent's Market Bistro.

In the more than 20 years since French chef Vincent Guerithault established himself in Phoenix, the city's been good to him — he's become one of the most respected, well-known chefs in the region. But he's also been good to us in return, keeping customers well fed with his distinctive, deeply personal dishes.

Guerithault's menus are a reflection of his love for Southwestern ingredients as well as his finesse with classic French culinary techniques. At his namesake fine-dining spot, he's become famous for such creations as duck tamales with Anaheim chiles and raisins; grilled rack of lamb with thyme, garlic, rosemary, and spicy pepper jelly; and perfect soufflés, including a tequila "gold" version. For these, Guerithault has amassed a loyal following as well as a slew of national media nods.

But the chef hasn't settled on running a successful restaurant — he's way too ambitious. Guerithault has also expanded his influence by creating a mini-empire at the corner of 40th Street and Camelback.

It encompasses a catering business, a lunch-delivery service (cleverly called Vincent's Van Go, with cheerful, Van Gogh-inspired artwork on the vehicles), a cookbook (co-authored with Esquire food writer John Mariani), and a casual eatery called Vincent's Market Bistro, right behind his main place.

In the evening, he serves thin-crust pizzas baked in a mobile wood-burning oven that parks out back. And on Saturday mornings (except in the hot summer months), he organizes a charming farmers market, where locals stop by for fresh produce, cheeses, olives, and maybe a made-to-order crepe. It's like a little piece of France, right in the middle of Phoenix.

How does Guerithault pull it all off? We're wracking our brains over it — as we nibble on a croissant, of course.

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Phoenix is not a serendipitous city. We're stuck in our cars most of the time, deliberately driving from point A to point B in our strip-malled, paved-over landscape. How in the world does anyone make a new acquaintance here? You just have to be more proactive, and places like Welcome Diner go a long way in creating an intimate, neighborhood feel. Of course, if you don't care to banter with the cook or acknowledge the person sitting next to you, don't bother with this postage-stamp-size vintage diner, where a compact, nine-seat counter faces a short-order kitchen (complete with antique potato slicer for the French fries). Privacy is nil, and the bohemian crew of downtown regulars are friendly indeed. Stop by for a burger, and you might leave with a new pal.

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Courtesy of Essence Bakery

When it comes to the latest fad, too often Phoenix is the last to arrive on the scene. So we were pleased this summer when, on a visit to New York City, we noticed that French macarons were all the rage. Ha! Essence has been doing that for years. And doing it oh so well. We bet you'd be hard-pressed to find a more divine macaron in all of Manhattan or Paris. Unlike the chunky coconut Passover variety, these macarons are the ultimate sandwich cookie, two discs that manage to be chewy and crunchy at the same time, with a gooey filling. You can buy a mini version, but we recommend you take Essence up on their full-size offering — and get more than one, because who can be expected to choose between pink grapefruit and chocolate mint? The flavors rotate and you can sign up for a newsletter on the bakery's Web site to make sure you don't miss your favorite. And if you want to show off for someone out of town, Essence now ships the macarons just about everywhere.

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Leave it to the hippies to come up with some of Phoenix's cheekiest eateries. We're not talking about just any peace-and-love throwbacks, though. We mean Jan and Andy Goldstein, the dynamic husband-and-wife duo behind the burgeoning Two Hippies empire.

It started a few years ago, when they opened a kitschy, pint-size burger and hot dog joint on Indian School called Two Hippies Magic Mushroom Burgers. Even though the shop's motto is "Don't tell ANYONE where you bought them," word is out on Two Hippies' cheap, yummy eats. There's usually a lunchtime line down the sidewalk for the namesake burger, smothered in sautéed 'shrooms, melted Swiss, caramelized onions, and Thousand Island "liquid sunshine sauce," with a side of hand-cut fries. We adore the hot dogs here, and the hot wings are just irresistible, especially with the insanely hot "suicide" sauce.

But no wonder the wings are so good: Andy Goldstein goes way back in the restaurant business, since his brother Ron founded the legendary Long Wong's almost 30 years ago.

This past year, Two Hippies spawned a love child — Two Hippies Beach House — and it's just as quirky as the burger spot, only with a breezy, beachy theme. Here, you can kick back on the outdoor patio and chow down on no-frills Mexican food with a lighter spin, like fish tacos or green chile beef burritos, washed down with a desert pear lemonade. Nothing's fried, they use organic ingredients, and the vibe is really pretty wholesome, as far as hippies go.

Just weeks ago, they opened Two Hippies Dropped Out of College and Opened a Pizzeria (yes, that's the name) and, soon, the Goldsteins are branching out with Two Hippies Breakfast Joint, which we expect to be just as psychedelic as ever (even the tablecloths will be tie-dyed, they tell us). Expect a menu full of homey morning treats like waffles, pancakes, and — obviously — housemade granola.

We have the munchies already.

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Downtown Phoenix's nightlife is picking up momentum. Want proof? Check out Sens, chef Johnny Chu's hip, modern Asian tapas spot, where you can stop by for a snack or a full meal until midnight — and until 2 a.m. on Fridays and Saturdays. Chu's small-plates menu is a celebration of pan-Asian flavors, from Japanese-style grilled shrimp and red Thai curry chicken wings to authentic Chinese soup gyoza, filled with pork and savory broth. Tangy beef carpaccio, marinated in lime juice and fresh mint and served with crispy prawn crackers, is another standout dish. It's hard to find anything to eat in the wee hours, let alone food this delicious, so we think Sens is a true gem.

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