Full and happy

Los Angeleno by birth, Northwesterner by choice, Second-hander by nature. Librarian, housebound chef, father, and lowly subject ruled over by the needs and whims of a very old house.
Partial to Mexican, Italian and Vietnamese cookery but will eat damn near anything. Collector of many strange things..the result is chaos and anarchy and a very pleasant place to live.
There is pleasure in accumulation, not just "collecting": music, books and film, in all their multi-formated glory. Outsider artists and those kinds of prints you would recognize if you took liberal studies classes in college. Cooking implements and gadgets for recipes still untried or those ventured. Glasses for most types of libations. Flowers in the garden, herbs in the pot.
It's a life of the senses and a good home life reflects that. Walking helps take in all the rest. Requires no special equipment, opens up the pores, brightens the taste buds, clears the decks for further adventures, puts on the miles, widens the eyes and helps fuel the imagination.

Live boldly, play graciously and love with all your heart knowing that true love comes only once or twice in this lifetime. Speaking of which..donde estas, Empress of my Heart?


"Lack imagination and miss the better story" Yann Martel

"Life is a great adventure and I want to say to you, accept it in such spirit. I want to see you face it ready to do the best that lies in you to win out. To go down without complaining and abiding by the result....the worst of all fears is the fear of living." Theodore Roosevelt, Jr.

"Not I - not anyone else, can travel that road for you
You must travel it for yourself" Walt Whitman

And above all, friends should possess the rare gift of sitting. They should be able, no, eager, to sit for hours-three, four, six-over a meal of soup and wine and cheese, as well as one of twenty fabulous courses.

Then, with good friends of such attributes, and good food on the board, and good wine in the pitcher, we may well ask,

When shall we live if not now?

-From Serve it Forth,
M.F.K. Fisher

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Sushi and Tacos and BBQ, oh my!

I hang out with The Hot Dog King for a few minutes most days Monday through Friday. Those few minutes coming and going from the foodbank are a far cry from the hours I was burning up there back in September. Not that that was a bad thing. No, it was alot like Outland's Man's Couch strips san guys sitting around in their underware. Lot's of hairy chested bantering, all too much commentary. The best part about hanging out with him though was talking food, well, food talk in-between customers and all the mandatory NY style banter that goes on.

We've talked of all the foods that we've known and dreamed up menus and then every once in a while turn that pie in the sky into a slice of reality. If it wasn't for all that chit chat about Tommy's burgers and Coney Island dogs we would have never gotten Chili Dog Tuesdays (and Thursdays!) off the ground. We did a beta test on tamales a few weeks back and have been looking for proper restaurant gear to keep bao and fried rice at a proper temp. Asian food Mondays might not be too far off.

So we dream and launch when we can, but after reading through the list of foodstuffs that are available down sout on LA on foodtrucks, well, I know that we have only one way to go and that's to the used food truck lot. If a four wheeled kitchen is what it takes to truly expand our menu, well then, it's time to get a business license, a food handler's permit and a bigger dose of dreams. Well, the dreams come easy, I can see it'll be a bit of a hassle for two big egos to come up with one name to grace the side of that big ol' chrome shingled beast!

Dos Pendejos? Bi-Coastal Fusion? Pancho Schwartz Rides Again? The business name opportunities are endless! Take a look at the article posted below and see why I have a secret agenda for wanting job offers to come from down south!


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

...please where can I buy a unicorn?