i had so much good food this past weekend, it was insane. friday, i met up with shindi after work and we headed over to dong baek in the tl for some korean food. this place is kinda like the old school style LA korean restaurants with the wood paneling, red carpets, and beer posters up on the wall. reminds me of my youth, so definitely comforting. the food is pretty good (although nowhere near LA k-town caliber) and they give you lots of banchan, which is never a bad thing. shindi ordered veggie soondooboo (tofu soup) and i got my most favorite korean dish of all – dduk man du gook (rice cake and dumpling soup). the mandu were definitely of the packaged variety, but it was to be expected. i don’t think i’ve found one place up here that makes them fresh. whatever, it was still good.
yes, we killed it.
afterwards, we went back to shindi’s and decided to bike over to the mission for some dessert at luna park. i have this thing for their make-your-own-smores. maybe it’s their homemade graham crackers-fucking phenomenal! makes me think i should have a smores partay soon…
unfortunately, there are no smores pictures. it was too dark in the joint. but i do have flicks from the bike ride out to the embarcadero afterwards.
the next day i went back to the mission and met up with sarah for some thrifting. a few good finds here and there, but didn’t look too hard since we were pretty hungry. we decided to hit up monk’s kettle on 16th for some late lunch since neither of us had been. here are the highlights – giant pretzel driiiiiipping with butter and one badass charcuterie plate. i can’t wait to come back to this place – namely for the potpie which looked like a big ramekin full of food porn. mmmmm. and it was only $12.
and then we went outside and some dude handed out these rad specs:
since there wasn’t too much going on that night, sarah and i decided to cook breakfast-for-dinner and watch quicksilver, an 80’s kevin bacon movie where he plays a bike messenger on a fixie. both dinner and the movie were awesome. the soundtrack for this flick is so cool, as is the romantic ballet/bike dance-off between kevin bacon and his materialistic girlfriend. two thumbs up! oh yeah, and we also made chocolate chip oatmeal walnut cookies. i’ll put up a recipe for those eventually.
on sunday, i went swimming at the hotel nikko pool. then went over to iris’ in the evening. she had made a shitload of tamales (goat, vegan, chicken mole) and threw this ridiculously impressive feast. my absolute favorites were the goat tamales and the molotes (oaxacan, deep-fried, chorizo-stuffed…). i totally gorged and was painfully full, but couldn’t stop grazing because everything was so good. thank you, iris, for taking that oaxacan cooking class. my belly is very appreciative.
afterwards i went home and did tae bo.
oh, and here’s my only bad eating experience of the weekend: don’t fucking EVER go to rain tree cafe on 8th (?) and irving. this place blows. jesse and i went for brunch on sunday since park chow had some crazy wait. the food was awful and our server was this mealy-faced cunt who brought me a blueberry muffin with mold on the bottom. stupid slut.
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