Friday, February 25, 2011


Yesterday I had a hankering for a good-olde-fashion-east-coast-bad-for-you-good-for-your-cardiologist lunch. So I sauntered outside to the South Philly Experience Food Truck and had me one hell of a cheesesteak sandwich.

I had mine wit (yeah you heard me - wit) onions, cheese Wiz and a whole bunch of greasy goodness. The SPEFT serves up their sandwiches on Amoroso's bread - the only bread for a cheesesteak. Throw in some Herr's potato chips and a package of Tastykakes and for about 30 minutes I was back in my childhood down the Jersey shore on a hot summer's day.

Friday, February 18, 2011


I tried the Knockout Taco Truck for lunch the other day. Billed as the "Undisputed World Champion of Tacos," I prepared myself for a Mike Tyson blow to my taste buds. I ordered the Kurabuta Pork Taco - Filipino Sisig with Sawsawan sauce in a soft shell. My wife got the Rolled Carnitas - two fresh fried tortillas with avocado sauce, cotija cheese and creme mexicana.

Sounds yummy.

Tastes - eh, okay. The Mike Tyson blow never came. It was more like a punch from my daughter's Mr. Fuzzy Bunny. It did not blow me away.

And for $10 total I wanted a little more food.

Is it awful? No, it's okay. Will I go there again? No. I'll be at Chipotle.

Thursday, February 17, 2011


I had a whole different post in mind today but then my friend Kristina ran this by me on Facebook.

Cookie-Stuffed Cookies!

Holy mother of immeasurable BMI! Oreo stuffed chocolate chip cookies!? It's like a freakin' turducken of sweets. Adam Kuban of Serious Eats has written a great post about these cookies, which he got from the Picky Palate.

I think I'll make a batch of these for my next Diabetics group meeting.

Photo courtesy: Adam Kuban, and I hope he doesn't sue me for using his photo like Adam Schultz sued a NYC restaurant for using Sarah Palin's picture.

Thursday, February 10, 2011


And speaking of vomiting, I just had a clam chowder surprise in my mouth. It's reported that Glee creator Ryan Murphy is being courted to direct a new film version of the musical Annie. This new version is being produced by Will Smith as a vehicle for his Whip My Hair daughter Willow. And if that's not enough to make you want to chunderspew, there's a rumor Brad Pitt will play Daddy Warbucks. Jay-Z will (reinterpret?) do the music. Oy. It works much better for Dr. Evil.

I can't wait for the Will Smith remake of My Fair Lady.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go fertilize the bushes.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011


Ugh. I've been sick the past few days and haven't had the energy to get out of bed, let alone blog. But it did get me thinking of euphemisms for puking. Here are a few of my favorites:
  • Deliver street pizza
  • Burp for the hearing impaired
  • Conduct a surprise toilet inspection
  • Burp with follow-thru
  • Didn't make it to poop
  • Paint a Pollock
  • Make the chunky puddle
  • Fondle the Pope
  • Review the menu
  • Burp in 3-D
And now if you'll excuse me, I have to anti-poop.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Jogasaki Food Truck

I live by CBS Studios in Studio City. Almost every day there are glorious food trucks parked out front. (Although the much sought after Grilled Cheese Truck has yet to rear its cheesy head). The other day a new truck set up shop.


This truck put the dingle in my dingleberries. It's awesome! They make sushi burritos. I had a spicy tuna, crabmeat, eel, avocado, rice, sweet sauce and cucumber strips wrapped in soy paper burrito. I know, shut the front door!

This picture doesn't do it justice. It's HUGE! And he made it in about 10 seconds.

The website isn't up yet but you can follow them on twitter at

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Happy New -- What the Hell!?

You'd think the Chinese, the people who invented fireworks, would know how to use them correctly. But a fire caused by fireworks gutted a five-star hotel in Shenyang, capital of northeast China's Liaoning Province.

The hotel could have been saved but -
"fire engines, whose water guns could jet water only 50 meters high, were helpless at the fire which flamed on the top of Tower A, 219 meters high."
What the hell? Didn't anyone think that scenario through? Someone at either the Ministry of Hoses or the Ministry of Towers messed up big time.

No one was hurt but the Xinhua News took a catty swipe at the hotel's guests -
"All the 50-odd people in the hotel were evacuated."
Maybe it was an Odd Couples convention.

Ain't Karma a Bitch, Andy?

No sooner had the ink dried on my post "Suck it, Hamingson" when I received this bit of news:
"Andrew D. Hamingson has resigned as executive director of the Public Theatre...Asked if his departure reflected disagreements with other leaders of the Public about its business or artistic affairs, Mr. Hamingson said that he would let his statement in the release 'speak for itself.'"
Well well well. Ain't karma a bitch, Andy. Nearly two years to the day after he fired my wife with no warning and no reason given, Mr. Hamingson finds himself on the "sudden departure" list.

Or course my wife wasn't the first General Manager he had fired without warning or cause. When Mr. Dickhead was at the Atlantic Theatre he fired the General Manager the same way. No warning. No reason. But there he did it at a breakfast "meeting."

I know I shouldn't revel in other people's misery but I have been carrying deep deep hatred for this man for the the way he handled my wife's "sudden departure."

But the important addendum to the story was summed up nicely by a friend of ours:
"Nicki Genovese, past GM of The Public whom Hamingson fired for no apparent reason, is now thriving as the head of Theater Management at Cal State Long Beach, and living happily ever after in sunny Studio City near some of her dearest friends."

Tuesday, February 1, 2011