Early Saturday evening, the LAist informed me, via Facebook, that something called Dumb Starbucks Coffee had popped up in Los Feliz. My first reaction was…wtf? This has to be a hoax! Well, hoax or no hoax, I had to find out for myself. Read More…
Hello Good People! Welcome to All Things Thursday!
It’s been an interesting week. I visited a highly questionable Burrito Box, made some reduced fat buffalo wings, and read up on some ridiculous food news. Wanna know what I found? Lean in closer and I’ll tell ya.
Apparently, there’s a McDonald’s in Pittsburg of the “highest” caliber. It seems that if you went through the drive thru and uttered the phrase “I’d like to order a toy,” your bag would contain a burger, fries and a side of heroin. Now, that’s some kind of Happy Meal! But don’t expect McDonald’s to do everything for ya…needles and lighters are not included. (Huffington Post)
As you might know, the Super Bowl is just a few days away. If you’re having people over perhaps you can impress them with a Snackadium. What’s that, you ask? A Snackadium is a collection of snacks and appetizers made to look like a football stadium. I’m pretty sure I don’t want to put in that kind of work but if you do, be sure to send me an invite. (Pillsbury)
I might’ve mentioned before that I’m crazy about peanut butter. If you are too, join me in exploring 11 Recipes to Honor Peanut Butter. The Chocolate Peanut Butter Pretzel Cupcakes look amazing! (Food52)
There’s a machine that doles out warm burritos in West Hollywood. No matter what I have to check it out.
Also, I was thinking…I don’t wanna drive or take pictures, so I guess I’ll bring Dave along.
This place must’ve been the nicest gas station store on the planet. You can’t tell from the outside, but inside they had rows and rows of designer whole grain tortilla chips and European refreshments. Think Whole Foods meets the Gas ‘n Sip.
Anyway, Dave and I waited our turn as a hipster gent tried to order a vegetarian burrito. His girlfriends discussed their lactose issues.
“I can’t have cheese or sour cream.” the tall one exclaimed.
We were entertained by a music video during the interim. Did I mention that the Burrito Box wants you to dance while you wait for mediocrity? No? Well, it does.
“That’s mighty kind of them.” I thought.
Not sure why I started thinking like a farm hand, but it doesn’t matter. It was our turn, so we stepped up to the plate.
Dave and I ordered the Free Range Chicken Burrito. How could it go wrong? The burrito came from happy chickens. Our total came to $3.98.
We waited some more; but at least our ears were blessed by the soothing sounds of percussion-filled techno. Ugh.
Our burrito was ready.
Looked alright in the package, but then we took it out and good lord! The burrito was damp. Damp! It was like the Burrito Box’s cooking method of choice was steam. I took a bite and was completely unimpressed. The chicken was flavorless and the moist tortilla takes you aback.
Perhaps, a bit of hot sauce would help.
There’s no picture of the burrito. I didn’t want to be reminded of what I’d tasted.
To alleviate my what-was-I-thinking moment, Dave took me to Greenblatt’s, arguably the best pastrami sandwich joint in L.A. When you come for a visit, skip the Burrito Box and go straight there. Order the #7 and look for the happy chick in the booth behind you. That’ll be me.
Sorry that I missed ya last week. I’ve been sick and then it was finals week, blah, blah, blah…
First things first…I’d like to wish my great friends Marsha and Pauline, the happiest of birthdays today. They’re twins, by the way. And, as it happens, they’re both pregnant. How crazy would it be if they both had twins? Just imagine…uh oh, my head is spinning.
Things are looking up here at I bake he shoots. Did you see that graph? We went from 146 to 992 visitors in one day. Say what, now?
What ‘s most important here is you. That’s right, you. You came to our site, took a look around, hung out, and gave us some cool compliments. Without you this would all be for naught. Well…not completely. Even if you didn’t like us, we’d still get to eat some pretty tasty food at the end of the day.
Hold up a second…I’m getting off track.
What Dave and I would like to do is give you a big, sloppy, wet kiss to show our gratitude. However, that might be quite difficult and kinda gross. So instead, we’ll give you a hearty…
We promise…this is just the beginning.
Dave & Mondo
There’s a difference between knowing the path and walking the path. Morpheus
Are you as excited as I am? Probably not, but that’s ok. I still love ya.
A former McDonald’s employee was sentenced to 29 months in jail for spitting in a cop’s sandwich. Apparently, Dalton Ursulean spit on the sandwich for approxinmately 50 seconds. Not only did he serve the cop a Spit Sandwich, he super-sized it with a dose of Hepatitis C. Jeez, that’s a lot of hate, right there. (Huffington Post)
I thought I was obsessed with cookies. Then I saw a video of Chip Chocolate sitting in a vat of milk wearing a giant cookie a la Flavor Flav. Pardon me while I rethink my definition of ‘obsessed’.
I’ve taken crappy food photos with my phone. Who hasn’t? I would think the answer to that question is ‘Martha Stewart’. I guess her food doesn’t always look perfect after all.