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Burmese Food?

If I told you we should go out and get some Burmese food, where would you suggest? You’d probably be scratching your head just like me. Fortunately Tony pointed out the Nibban Zay Festival. All the information posted about it was in what I will assume is the Burmese language, so I couldn’t tell you exactly what this festival was about other than they were raising money to repair a temple. I would love to tell you that I came away enlightened about the plight of the Burmese people and in tune with their culture, but I went to eat a few things and that’s it.

The Burmese population out in full force.

This was the first dish. Looking up Burma in Wikipedia, it appears to be Mohinga, their national dish.

Pretty much every dish Michelle went to grab had noodles in it. And peppers.

I’m always wary of Asian drinks and desserts. I do not enjoy them. This is some sort of tea and those floating things I’m not sure.

This was chicken in saffron rice. It was nice and light. You can taste the influence of the neighboring countries in this dish, but the flavors aren’t nearly as strong as a dish you might find in India or Thailand.

Again Michelle picks a dish with noodles. They said this would taste like chicken noodle soup. It did. It was creamy and rich with a little bit of heat, just like how I like my women.

Can’t knock the hustle. A monk selling raffle tickets.

There were lots of things that looked delicious there. I wanted to eat more, but it probably would not have looked good to go vomit at the edge of the festival only to come back to eat more food. Remember, as long as you keep the last portion down, it’s not an eating disorder. And if you’ve had a beer, it’s a drinking problem, not an eating disorder.

On the way back to the car, we came upon some ducks sleeping under a tree.

These ducks have it right. Nap in the shade.

Out of nowhere they all perked up.

These little bastards know when there are picnics, there is free food.

Not this time. Marvin the Martian says no to Duck Dodgers.

Bread is a noodle, right?

Noodle Club took a hiatus while Michelle and I went through our premarital counseling sessions. The good news is that we’re done. Now we will never fight again, and we can resume to slurping up some noodles. The obvious choice for noodles is a place called Breadbar, right? Well for a limited time, Breadbar is featuring Yatai Ramen Twist. Who knew good noodles could be had in West Hollywood?

Eight is actually quite a few choices when it comes to ramen. Each one of these is very different from the next.

We started out with some gyoza for appetizers. Pigs Feet Gyoza.

Kale Gyoza as well.

They really couldn’t call it Breadbar without offering us some bread.

Spicy Shoyu Ramen.

Oxtail Ramen.

Foie Gras Ramen.

Afterward we couldn’t help ourselves so we got some dessert. Flourless Chocolate Cake, dusted with powdered sugar.

The folks at Breadbar were kind enough to throw in some other pastries to snack on as well. So much for the diet. Bring on the carbs!

Sacrilicious. *DROOL*

Before I could pull out my camera the Almond Croissant was pretty much all gone. That one was delicious. We were discussing how good the pastries would taste fresh and warm, but I noted that “free” tastes pretty good too. So stop in to Breadbar on 3rd for some delicious carbs, and definitely catch Yatai Ramen Twist while it’s still there. Mondays – Saturdays from 5-10pm through July 24th.

The time I ate and drank Vancouver.

Canada’s immigrant population is heavily Asian. It’s odd being from Southern California and having the working class not be Hispanic. It does have one drawback. There aren’t any taco trucks, but there are plenty of awesome Asian joints. Plenty of other delicious things can be eaten as well.

The izakaya scene in Vancouver is awesome. The next series of pictures are from Hapa Izakaya. I don’t even remember what we ordered, so just use your imagination when you see the pictures.

Do you know what time it is? Sake Time!

How can we really call the izakaya scene a scene unless we stopped into more spots. This next spot was called Gyoza King.

The place lived up to its name. These gyoza were stately and royal.

Of course one of the Koreans had to order kimchi ramen.

Not into the Asian food? There’s still plenty of other things to snack on in the city, with drinks of course.

This is poutine, one of Canada’s national dishes. It consists of french fries covered with beef gravy and cheese curds. It’s serious business in Canada. I personally don’t think  much of it, but I would definitely give it another go as there are all different styles of this dish.

This was the dinner I woke up on the table for at The Keg Steakhouse & Bar. The steak and seafood were cooked perfectly.

Don’t forget the drinks. Shot! Shot! Shot! Shot!

You might not be able to tell, but I am grimacing. Why?

See that stuff floating on top? That is hot sauce…in 151. So it burns going in and coming out.

Last but certainly not least was Japadog! It combines the need for Los Angeles ghetto dogs with Asian flavor. It’s just too bad these guys aren’t open when the bars and clubs let out. They would make a killing.

So who else wants to hit up Vancouver for a food marathon?

Don’t be mad at us Noodle Club

Now that we’re done with premarital counseling, we will never have another fight ever again. Woohoo! More importantly we get our Thursdays back for Noodle Club! Michelle has already suggested our next meeting for Thai Boat Noodles, but she got so anxious and wanted to get some right away.

We’ve already had some awkwardness in the club with some members going to an official nominated location without the other members prior to our meeting, so I put my foot down. I insisted we had to get noodles at another place. So here is a similar place, Ord Noodle.

I forget what my soup was called. It was a little bit too sweet. Some chili oil would fix this dish up to my liking.

Thai Boat Noodles. This has a very Taiwanese taste to it. It’s good.

Crispy pork and rice.

Soup sans noodles.

This shrimp dish is good. It’s got a lot of heat.

Noodle Club: China finally gets some action.

We’ve had Japanese and Vietnamese noodles so far, but it’s time Chinese style noodles got some love. We took a trip downtown to Urban Noodle. This is a small joint with hand made noodles.

Delicious appetizer. It’s fried but the inside is juicy like a xiaolongbao. (It took me three or four tries to even get Google to correct my spelling enough to recognize what I was trying to spell. I have brought dishonor to my people.)

Here is a terrible picture of my beef noodle soup. It’s pretty basic, but the noodles are great. They have the perfect texture with just the slightest amount of bite.

Seafood curry soup. The fish balls were a little chewy, but again the noodles were awesome. Any time you can eat a noodle soup without noodles being completely limp, it’s a plus. When the noodles hold their bite throughout the entire meal, it’s an epic food win.

Singapore noodles. I didn’t get to try this one, but it looked great as well.

This may be the highlight of the trip, even though it’s not noodles. We asked for extras after the meal. White Rabbit Candy, now with less cancer! At least I think they should have fixed the whole cancer causing agents problem. Can anyone confirm that? *Shakes fist at China*

Eating to Live (an Enjoyable Life)

Since the beginning of the year I have lost about 10 lbs by cutting down on the junk I eat during work. I’m fortunate enough to have a pretty high metabolism still, so just cutting out the work day munchies has been good. I will not, however, turn into one of those people that eats nothing but rice cakes and tofu just to survive. Food is something to be enjoyed, whether it’s fine dining or just a warm, hearty meal with friends.

A terrible picture of a delicious snack. Had the Singapore Wings at Edison before heading to our actual dinner.

This is our Noodle Club meeting at a chain pho joint. Oxtail Pho! This is way better than the standard rare steak that gets overcooked and chewy.

Friday night Michelle and I decided to do something adventurous and eat somewhere new. We took it one step too far and decided to eat at a vegetarian restaurant.

We stopped into The Green Temple in Redondo Beach after reading many positive reviews about the place. What we didn’t think about was how much we love meat. The soup tasted like onion and potato water. Chicken broth is the answer here!

The veggie quesadilla was not bad at all but nothing is when you have guacamole and salsa, the meat and gravy of the veggie world.

This is supposed to be a vegetarian hamburger patty with the special tofu sauce that everyone loves on Yelp. The best thing on the plate is the broccoli. At least you know what you’re getting when you eat a vegetable. Why must vegetarians try to disguise their food to look like meat?

This is walnut loaf, and like it’s name suggests it’s meatloaf but with walnuts making up a large portion of the protein. This one has a much more meat-like texture, but you’re still very aware it’s not meat.

What this meal needed was bacon. It’s as simple as that. While I don’t think I would go back to this place again, I am still looking to try out another garden burger spot in Redondo Beach that apparently has people asking, “What kind of meat is this?”

Japanese inspired spicy cod roe spaghetti at Italian Tomato in Mitsuwa. Hot sauce and peppers added by Michelle.

Kimchi ramen with a beef bowl. A limited time special for the Mitsuwa anniversary.

Some Korean bar food at Raku Raku in Torrance after a long day. Not a bad deal at all.

I am full.  And just as important if not more, I am satisfied.

Thanksgiving Weekend = Gorging

I don’t know what it is about the Thanksgiving, but it’s an automatic excuse to eat until our pants explode. This year was no different but the eating wasn’t confined to Thanksgiving day.

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Wednesday night’s dinner was Otafuku Noodle House in Gardena. This is the shrimp and scallop tempura udon. Delicious.


Pear, cranberries, and walnuts over mixed greens. I thought this was a piece of chicken when it was set at the table and was wondering how long they were going to let the chicken sit out. Unfortunately this was the only picture I have of Thanksgiving dinner. I put my camera under my seat and forgot to take pictures during the meal, but there was ham, turkey, duck, cream corn, sticky rice, green beans, fresh baked bread with honey butter, and  multiple pies.

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Sounds odd, huh? I was even more intrigued when the Japanese waitress spoke perfect Spanish. She was actually from Peru.

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Peruvian style sushi for an appetizer. Delicious.

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This is a simple chicken and rice dish, but toss in their wasabi mayonnaise sauce and it’s awesome.

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Mariscos. Tan deliciosos.


Mac and Cheese at Bar Food in West LA.


The burger is pretty good here with the Guinness ketchup. Sweet potato fries and calamari are great snacks as well.

I am stuffed.

Back in the States, Part 1

I’m back and jet lagged. I have lots of stories to tell, but as not to completely waste your day away, I will break things down into a couple, more manageable posts. They’re still going to be long, so don’t start unless you’ve got some time to kill.

This trip was planned originally, because of my brother. He got married a month ago, and his in-laws live in Taipei. Well, a dinner reception was planned for him. I figured I might as well make a trip of it and invited Michelle along to experience Taiwan.

The island of Taiwan does have some things to see, but we were in Taipei most of the time, and it’s a city like you would think of any major city in the world. It’s got shops, restaurants, and a few landmarks. Knowing that I wasn’t going to see a lot of tourist sites, I was determined to at least be adventurous in my dining while I was in Taiwan. That’s a lot to ask of me, a very picky eater.

This was my first impression of Taipei. Very clean.

Our transportation to the hotel, my second impression of Taiwan. Kind of weird.

Our room. I wrapped that bed cover around my shoulders and pretended to be the emperor.

Our first view of the streets of Taipei. How exciting!

These scooters put out so much pollution. They’re everywhere.

Our first meal in Taiwan. We ordered it by pointing, not really knowing what was in it. It had something squishy in it.

First lunch in Taipei, also ordered by pointing. This meal was delicious.

For all I know, this button could release the hounds.

Yes, I visited a fish store. Their fish are better quality, even the fish that come from South America.

The dinner settings at my brother’s reception.

Which one of these is not like the others? Which one of these just isn’t the same?

Nothing says class like swan ice sculptures.

Waiting around for everyone to show up so we can pretend to understand what they’re saying.

Michelle getting her Internet fix.

Howard Plaza Hotel.

7-11 is a full meal stop for busy people on the go. We saw a guy eating a lunch in a box and asked him where he got it. 7-11 was his response.

Mister Donut. These are delicious. They’re not overly sweet like American donuts, but the way they’re baked makes them perfectly chewy.

Din Tai Fung! It’s just like in Shanghai, but this was the original restaurant.

Taiwanese. More than meets the eye.

The Modern Toilet Restaurant. Does the decor make you want to eat?

Consumerism seems much more active in Taiwan. Everyone seems to be constantly shopping. This is a designer t-shirt store with prices close to what shirts like this would sell for in America.

All the fruit is so much sweeter in Taiwan. Cherry tomatoes are no exception.

The streets of Taipei are like this for pretty much the whole day and night.

Kicking my feet up and relaxing at the boardwalk.

Sun setting on a cloudy coastline.

Night markets are awesome. Imagine a county fair coming to town, but instead of once a year, it’s every single night! There are dozens upon dozens of vendors selling their foods. A lot of the locals would choose a booth and have dinner there on their way home. It makes you feel so alive to be elbow to elbow with the locals, doing what they do, eating the same food cooked by the same chef behind he counter, smoking his cigarette. Being on vacation, we decided we wanted to eat everything. We would eat from four or five different vendors’ booths in one night.

Every culture has fried stuff on a stick. How can you beat that?

Imagine a piece of fried chicken the size of your face. Pretty sweet, huh?

All the school kids are in uniform, holding out their bags as if begging for their piece.

I’m not holding the chicken out of the bag. It goes right to the bottom of that bag.

You’ve met your match, chicken! Prepare to be eaten!

The flash cards Alice made for us worked out well. Beef noodle soup, please!

That’s two and a half days of my vacation, summarized so far. What will happen next? Will we get out of the city? Will we get sick from the food we eat? Will we make the venture to the night market known for hookers and seedier elements of life? Will we learn enough Chinese to get around or be doomed to pointing at food to order? Stay tuned. Same m@ time. Same m@ channel.