For no particular reason I thought many of my friends may be especially hungry today. So here are some of my favorite burger pictures for your viewing enjoyment and no particular reason… Happy 420. Some burgers featured here are from Shake Shack and Short Order.
Bacon Cheeseburger from Shake Shack.
Bacon Cheeseburger from Short Order.
The “Shack Stack” burger from Shake Shack.
Wow. This blog is still up?
Here is a recipe I got from an awesome app called Snapguide for PF Chang’s Lettuce Wraps. It’s simple, tasty and my girlfriend thinks it’s healthy because it’s served in lettuce.
Fresh noodles being prepared.
Marugame Monzo, set in the heart of downtown LA’s Little Tokyo, captures the simplicity of traditional udon noodle soup and also explores modern takes on the Japanese cuisine.
This place is small and popular, so get there early or be prepared to wait for over an hour.
Pictured above clockwise from the top left: Braised Pork Belly, Duck Udon Soup, Uni Udon in Cream Sauce, Crispy Chicken Skins and Fried Chicken.
The crispy chicken skin, you need that. You may even need two orders but it is only available at dinner. You can thank me later.
They also do an “Udon Carbonara” which is rich, delicious and creative. I guess I will have to go back to get a picture of that. Life is hard.
Double Double at Umami Burger
I know, the 7 or 8 or you that actually read this thing are wondering, “What happened to my favorite food writer? Did he give it all up and open a tiki bar on a random island in the Maldeves? Did he get arrested in North Korea? Or worse, did he become a raw vegan???” The answer is no to all of these. Although I would like to open a tiki bar some day and I did go on a 3 day juice cleanse, but we will talk about that in due time.
So, that’s it. It’s been a year and a half since my last post and I have done lots of traveling and eating since then. My new years resolution is to try and post something once a week .
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Spitz does one thing and they do it well, the doner kebob. (there are supposed to be two little dots over the O but I don’t know where that button is on my keyboard) What is it? It’s Turkish street food. Also known as Shawarma or Gyro depending on what country you are in. An awe inspiring tube of layered meat rotates around a fire crisping the edges to a crispy and salty perfection. The meat is shaved off with a straight razor type device and crammed into pita bread with veggies and sauce. I order mine crammed with french fries as well because, #yolo. They also have an excellent beer selection. Cheers.
Potatoes Au Gratin
Oysters And Burrata With Squash
I live on the east side of L.A. So for me a trip to the west side is equivalent to what the Donner Party experienced in 1846.
Occasionally I get suckered into making the epic adventure west of the 405 freeway. But I only oblige if there is good food or great company waiting for me there.
In this case there was both.
City Tavern is one of the many delicious, unpretentious gastropubs in Culver City. Friendly knowledgeable servers will guide you towards the perfect combination of food and drink.
Check out their menu here.
How not to cut an avocado.
I am typing this post with one hand. Why? Because a few nights ago I tried to add a little flavor to a bland veggie burger.
I recently purchased a big boy knife set from Wusthof. It turns out high end chef’s knives are sharp. Believe it or not, I know how to use a knife. However, in my attempt to slice an avocado in half I bounced my brand new, ultra sharp paring knife off of the pit and deep into my index finger. It was a clean cut. I look forward to filleting steak with this knife some day.
“Fuck.” I state with relitive calm.
I drop the avocado and it rolls into the living room. I manage to place the knife carefully on the counter and rush my bleeding hand to the sink. The blood makes a beautiful pattern on my black and white kitchen tile.
“This would make a really cool visual in a murder film.” I briefly think to myself as shock settles in.
“Oh boy, who is sober enough to drive to the ER?” Not a peep from Bapu. Fortunately my buddy Brayton volunteers and we all pile into the Yaris for a trip up to Verdugo Hills Hospital (there are closer hospitals, but I’m spoiled).
It turns out I am the second avocado related laceration for the ER that night. Now I don’t feel special at all.
14 stitchs later and no pain meds, I am writing this post from the couch. I wish there was a moral to this tale, but the only thing I can think of is: be careful with knives.
I’ll be back with more food related posts soon. I’m typing a little slower than usual.
Anybody else craving guacamole? Hmmmm, maybe I’ll make some for lunch.