Seriously, though, this picture was taken when my uncle and aunt got married. Their daughter is now a sophomore in college, which means this picture was probably taken... 21 years ago? Which makes me 6 years old, and my sister 11 years old.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Cute Overload - Herra Chinky Style.
Seriously. Also, can YOU pull off knee high socks and a tuxedo with SHORTS. I think not.
Seriously, though, this picture was taken when my uncle and aunt got married. Their daughter is now a sophomore in college, which means this picture was probably taken... 21 years ago? Which makes me 6 years old, and my sister 11 years old.
Seriously, though, this picture was taken when my uncle and aunt got married. Their daughter is now a sophomore in college, which means this picture was probably taken... 21 years ago? Which makes me 6 years old, and my sister 11 years old.
Monday, April 13, 2009
I eat food.
I think about food a lot. I wake up in the morning and am already thinking about lunch. While I eat lunch, I am thinking about dinner. And in an already food-obsessed city like San Francisco, I find it's quite easy to find someone who enjoys your tastes - both highbrow and lowbrow - and to be able to enjoy eating a long and satisfying meal, or even a quick sandwich lunch on a bench. Below are some of my favorite meals and the restaurants they're served at.
Spinach with Garlic & Bean Threads - San Tung Restaurant #2, Inner Sunset
It's almost the simpliest of all Chinese foods. Soak some bean threads in water, and saute with spinach and garlic. It's refreshing, it's light, it's bold and flavorful, and San Tung's version in particular reminds me exactly of how my mom and my grandma used to make this dish. It's rare that I like a dish consisting of mainly one sole vegetable, but this dish is the shit. Others love the dry fried chicken wings at San Tung, and I love the noodle and dumpling dishes there, but in my eyes, the Spinach with Garlic & Bean Threads stands out as one of the best executed dishes in their repertoire.
Peruvian Rotisserie Chicken - Limon Rotisserie, Inner Mission
In general, I love rotisserie chicken. My one pet peeve with meat is that I hate it when it's too dry, but rotisserie chicken spins around in the oven soaking and cooking in its own juices that it generally comes out juicier than chicken prepared any other way. At Limon Rotisserie in particular, combined with the blend of Peruvian spices, it's a standout. The two sides and dipping sauces that come with it are a plus, and for a nicer restaurant scene, the price is surprisingly affordable.
Bacon-Wrapped Filet Mignon - Bodega Bistro, Tenderloin
I don't know how else to describe this orgasmic meat stack than to just say it is the shit. On yeah, and it's also topped with Foie Gras and drizzled with black truffle oil. Decadence. Oh yes.
Roasted Crab - PPQ Dungeness Island, Outer Richmond
I feel like crab is difficult, because it is so much work for such a small amount of meat. But the meat, especially the roasted crab at PPQ, is soooo worth it. It is roasted in garlic and butter, and served piping hot. The restaurant even gives you your own bib and crab crackers, since they know that once the crab comes, you'll need to tear into that crab like... a hungry man tears into crab? I don't know...
Won Ton Soup with Hand Pulled Noodles - Shan Dong, Oakland Chinatown
The broth is perfect, creamy and smooth. The won tons are never overcooked, ensuring a tough skin and juicy filling. The noodles are some of the best in the Bay Area, I think. Thick, chewy, Q, and satisfying. Slurp.
Burrata Plate - Uva Enoteca, Lower Haight
The burrata plate at Uva Enoteca often changes, but I've loved every incarnation of it I've had. I think they order the burrata from a place down in Los Angeles. No matter the origin, it's amazing. The last time I was there, the creamy burrate cheese was paired with olive oil, herbs, and pomegranates. Seasonal and Spectacular.
Fried Chicken - Ad Hoc, Yountville CA
Anyone who knows me knows about this restaurant in some form or another. It's worth it. Soooo worth it. One bite of this fried chicken and I wondered why I'd never before tasted fried chicken as perfect as this. It's, in a word, perfect.
Sake-Glazed Grilled Black Cod - Minako Organic, Inner Mission
I couldn't believe what I was eating when I first placed this piece of fish into my mouth. The flavor profile was light yet spectacular, and the meat practically melted into a pool of sweet delight. I've had cod at other places and they never match the intensity and boldness of the version at Minako Organic.
Handmade Udon in a Curry Broth - Minako Organic, Inner Mission
You have to call in a day ahead to special order the handmade udon, and it's totally worth it. If you also call in and special order it in the curry broth, you will thank me forever. You're welcome.
Iced Latte - Blue Bottle Coffee Company, Hayes Valley
I drank this caffeinated beverage nearly every other day for three years when I lived in Hayes Valley, and every subsequent cup of coffee since has been disappointing.
That's it for a preliminary list. Don't worry, however. There will be more.
[most pics from yelp dot com]
Spinach with Garlic & Bean Threads - San Tung Restaurant #2, Inner Sunset
It's almost the simpliest of all Chinese foods. Soak some bean threads in water, and saute with spinach and garlic. It's refreshing, it's light, it's bold and flavorful, and San Tung's version in particular reminds me exactly of how my mom and my grandma used to make this dish. It's rare that I like a dish consisting of mainly one sole vegetable, but this dish is the shit. Others love the dry fried chicken wings at San Tung, and I love the noodle and dumpling dishes there, but in my eyes, the Spinach with Garlic & Bean Threads stands out as one of the best executed dishes in their repertoire.
Peruvian Rotisserie Chicken - Limon Rotisserie, Inner Mission
In general, I love rotisserie chicken. My one pet peeve with meat is that I hate it when it's too dry, but rotisserie chicken spins around in the oven soaking and cooking in its own juices that it generally comes out juicier than chicken prepared any other way. At Limon Rotisserie in particular, combined with the blend of Peruvian spices, it's a standout. The two sides and dipping sauces that come with it are a plus, and for a nicer restaurant scene, the price is surprisingly affordable.
Bacon-Wrapped Filet Mignon - Bodega Bistro, Tenderloin
I don't know how else to describe this orgasmic meat stack than to just say it is the shit. On yeah, and it's also topped with Foie Gras and drizzled with black truffle oil. Decadence. Oh yes.
Roasted Crab - PPQ Dungeness Island, Outer Richmond
I feel like crab is difficult, because it is so much work for such a small amount of meat. But the meat, especially the roasted crab at PPQ, is soooo worth it. It is roasted in garlic and butter, and served piping hot. The restaurant even gives you your own bib and crab crackers, since they know that once the crab comes, you'll need to tear into that crab like... a hungry man tears into crab? I don't know...
Won Ton Soup with Hand Pulled Noodles - Shan Dong, Oakland Chinatown
The broth is perfect, creamy and smooth. The won tons are never overcooked, ensuring a tough skin and juicy filling. The noodles are some of the best in the Bay Area, I think. Thick, chewy, Q, and satisfying. Slurp.
Burrata Plate - Uva Enoteca, Lower Haight
The burrata plate at Uva Enoteca often changes, but I've loved every incarnation of it I've had. I think they order the burrata from a place down in Los Angeles. No matter the origin, it's amazing. The last time I was there, the creamy burrate cheese was paired with olive oil, herbs, and pomegranates. Seasonal and Spectacular.
Fried Chicken - Ad Hoc, Yountville CA
Anyone who knows me knows about this restaurant in some form or another. It's worth it. Soooo worth it. One bite of this fried chicken and I wondered why I'd never before tasted fried chicken as perfect as this. It's, in a word, perfect.
Sake-Glazed Grilled Black Cod - Minako Organic, Inner Mission
I couldn't believe what I was eating when I first placed this piece of fish into my mouth. The flavor profile was light yet spectacular, and the meat practically melted into a pool of sweet delight. I've had cod at other places and they never match the intensity and boldness of the version at Minako Organic.
Handmade Udon in a Curry Broth - Minako Organic, Inner Mission
You have to call in a day ahead to special order the handmade udon, and it's totally worth it. If you also call in and special order it in the curry broth, you will thank me forever. You're welcome.
Iced Latte - Blue Bottle Coffee Company, Hayes Valley
I drank this caffeinated beverage nearly every other day for three years when I lived in Hayes Valley, and every subsequent cup of coffee since has been disappointing.
That's it for a preliminary list. Don't worry, however. There will be more.
[most pics from yelp dot com]
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Belief.
I've often thought long and hard about my beliefs, especially in the political realm. I'm not a diehard partisan, although I doubt I'll ever vote for the Republican party in its current form. I've always felt the Democrats naive and insensitively compassionate. I think Libertarianism is a train wreck (how can you purport to seek public office if your entire platform is to eliminate public office?) and I've found the Green Party to be condescending and patronizing.
But I do know what I believe in.
I'm not black, but I do know it is certainly wrong to judge others by the shade of their skin, the slant of their eyes, the waviness of their hair.
I'm not gay, but I do know that common rights guaranteed to citizens by their representative government should be rights inclusive to all citizens.
I'm not poor, but I do know that it is in our common decency to help our neighbors and our friends when they need it more than us.
I'm not religious, but I do respect for those who live their lives for a higher belief, a higher sacrifice, and for a higher purpose than I can ever do myself.
I'm highly educated, but I do not disavow others for not having the same opportunities, life situation, or luck as I.
Most of all, I am rational enough to realize that although I may not be on the wrong end of injustices, I am empathetic to those who are. History in America has a tendency to grant equality to those who are systematically disenfranchised. Barack Obama is proof of this. The phrase "the wrong side of history" has been used a lot in this election cycle to decry the political tendencies of the Vietnam-era baby boomers, and I am glad that my generation can always be proud that this time, we're going to be on the right side of history.
But I do know what I believe in.
I'm not black, but I do know it is certainly wrong to judge others by the shade of their skin, the slant of their eyes, the waviness of their hair.
I'm not gay, but I do know that common rights guaranteed to citizens by their representative government should be rights inclusive to all citizens.
I'm not poor, but I do know that it is in our common decency to help our neighbors and our friends when they need it more than us.
I'm not religious, but I do respect for those who live their lives for a higher belief, a higher sacrifice, and for a higher purpose than I can ever do myself.
I'm highly educated, but I do not disavow others for not having the same opportunities, life situation, or luck as I.
Most of all, I am rational enough to realize that although I may not be on the wrong end of injustices, I am empathetic to those who are. History in America has a tendency to grant equality to those who are systematically disenfranchised. Barack Obama is proof of this. The phrase "the wrong side of history" has been used a lot in this election cycle to decry the political tendencies of the Vietnam-era baby boomers, and I am glad that my generation can always be proud that this time, we're going to be on the right side of history.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
LUDA IN A RIOT!
I was flying from SAN to SFO yesterday, and someone was in line in front of me at the security checkpoint. And this person was getting checked by the TSA Security officials and was holding me up. You will never guess who held me up at security in San Diego airport.
NEVER.
Wait for it.
Wait.
For!
It!!!!!!
I got held up in San Diego Airport by....
LUDACRIS.
LUDACRIS!
LUDACRIS!!!!!
So it was totally awesome because the contents of his bag were being checked by the TSA officials, and I was totally all up in his bizness and he was totally calm as if he gets checked by TSA officials all the time. And he had his Blackberry and his iPhone out and get this, as they're looking through his bags, he is all nonchalant-like LOOKING AT PICTURES OF NAKED LADIES ON HIS IPHONE! I KID YOU NOT!
LUDA HAS HOES IN DIFFERENT AREA CODES!!!
God damn, I want to be Ludacris so badly at this point, IT HURTS ME I TELL YOU.
In the end, Ludacris had a bottle of COCOA BUTTER that was larger than the limit of liquids that you could bring on a plane so they had to throw it out. One of his posse was like - "Fuck that, throw it away, we'll get more of that in Frisco."
And I stood there in awe. All 5 foot 7 (very short!) of Ludacris and his two-man posse left the security area. Ludacris moved and I did not move. Just like that.
80 million different scenarios "what if" scenarios played in my mind.
I could have been like "what is taking so goddamn long to get through security!!? This is LUDICROUS!!!"
Or even like "Yo, Luda, MOVE BITCH GET OUT THE WAY!"
Or perhaps even a simple "ROLL OUT!!!"
Instead, I did nothing. But when I got home, I went to the store and bought cocoa butter. It helps prevent stretch marks and is wonderful for chapped lips and dry itchy skin as well as having a relatively pleasant aroma!
Cocoa butter is approved by Ludacris as well as multiple hoes in multiple area codes.
NEVER.
Wait for it.
Wait.
For!
It!!!!!!
I got held up in San Diego Airport by....
LUDACRIS.
LUDACRIS!
LUDACRIS!!!!!
So it was totally awesome because the contents of his bag were being checked by the TSA officials, and I was totally all up in his bizness and he was totally calm as if he gets checked by TSA officials all the time. And he had his Blackberry and his iPhone out and get this, as they're looking through his bags, he is all nonchalant-like LOOKING AT PICTURES OF NAKED LADIES ON HIS IPHONE! I KID YOU NOT!
LUDA HAS HOES IN DIFFERENT AREA CODES!!!
God damn, I want to be Ludacris so badly at this point, IT HURTS ME I TELL YOU.
In the end, Ludacris had a bottle of COCOA BUTTER that was larger than the limit of liquids that you could bring on a plane so they had to throw it out. One of his posse was like - "Fuck that, throw it away, we'll get more of that in Frisco."
And I stood there in awe. All 5 foot 7 (very short!) of Ludacris and his two-man posse left the security area. Ludacris moved and I did not move. Just like that.
80 million different scenarios "what if" scenarios played in my mind.
I could have been like "what is taking so goddamn long to get through security!!? This is LUDICROUS!!!"
Or even like "Yo, Luda, MOVE BITCH GET OUT THE WAY!"
Or perhaps even a simple "ROLL OUT!!!"
Instead, I did nothing. But when I got home, I went to the store and bought cocoa butter. It helps prevent stretch marks and is wonderful for chapped lips and dry itchy skin as well as having a relatively pleasant aroma!
Cocoa butter is approved by Ludacris as well as multiple hoes in multiple area codes.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Don't Vote.
I'm not normally one to mix celebrity and politics (except, ahem, when it comes to Gossip Girl!!!!) but I think this is cute.
I wonder if this type of stuff works on the current college aged voting crowds like my younger cousin who said a couple years ago that he wanted a machine gun for Christmas so he could defend his family if Osama Bin Laden and the terrorists came to his house. I think I gave him a hammer for Christmas that year.
I wonder if this type of stuff works on the current college aged voting crowds like my younger cousin who said a couple years ago that he wanted a machine gun for Christmas so he could defend his family if Osama Bin Laden and the terrorists came to his house. I think I gave him a hammer for Christmas that year.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Mommy! Daddy! I need help!
eddo: this whole bailout thing
you know what it reminds me of
S: im not paying too much attention
what?
eddo: like wall street was a kid who played around too much
but always kind of got around it and never really got in trouble
until he like
REALLY got in trouble
all of a sudden hes like, oh shit i really really need some help now
so he turns to his parents as his last resort
who are now fed up with his shenanigans and the fact that his fuckups now mean their other kids are going to have to pay for this
one parent is like, fine, this is an emergency, we'll deal with it by throwing money at you but we really really need you to learn a lesson, so here are the terms of the deal
the other parent is like - if i dismiss you and let you off the hook now, how will you learn anything
and now here we are at a stalemate
eddo: thus ends my attempt at making every situation large or small sound like an episode of gossip girl
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