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Sugar Fish

 

My friends and I like food. 

What, am I supposed to apologize? Okay: Sorry. With a capitol S.  There you go.  Because, sometimes, we pay 50$ for luch.  On a Tuesday.  Yeah, I said it.  So. What. You’re more than welcome to join us.  As long as when the bill comes, all you do is sigh.  A puff of heald breath says everything that everyone’s thinking, and adding actual words to the conversation grates on my ears, nerves, guilt, and self loathing more than I can stand. 

So stop it. 

One tuesday in particular, my rouge group of cullinary bandits and I happened upon Sugarfish, a newish Sushi Nozawa restaurant in Downtown LA, where you siddown, shaddap, and melt over whatever he gives you. 

Your options are:

Trust Me ($23.50), Trust Me/Light ($13.50), or theNozawa ($32-34). 

I opted to Trust in full, cuz I ain’t light.  Enjoy.

Tuna Sashimi

 

Albacore and Salmon Sushi

 

Yellowtail Sushi

 

Toro Hand Roll

 

Crab Hand Roll

 

The View

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Lemondae

I love cafeterias.  I love them.  I think it’s because I went to teeny-tiny private schools until the 11th grade.  Since we were so small, physically, and in numbers, we never had cause celebre for a mass of messy children lining up to get their feed on. We just ate lunch at our desks. Boo. And if we were special enough (meaning: had parents lazy enough) to be part of our school’s hot lunch program, we had a piping hot slice of “salsbury steak” delivered right to our classroom.  Double boo.  So, throw a Clifton’s Cafeteria vote my way and I’m usually the first one with a ‘yeeeaaaa’.  

 

But, I’ll admit, anyone who eats at Clifton’s every day, and isn’t homeless, has some issues.  It’s just not right. Enter Lemonade, a cafeteria-style digg in the basement of the City National Plaza on 5th and Flower. Every day new, fresh, healthy treats are lined up in stainess steel bins, waiting for you to command the cute young cafeteria-ish lady or man to scoop some into your waiting tub or plate. It’s pricey, but worth it if you love tasty and good-for-you.  Whether you’re craving one of the cast-iron offerings of stewed meats, or a bright veggie hash, Lemonade’s the perfect party in the concrete pit, deep below street level.  Check it out sometime.

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Senor Fish

Want a big, fat, healthy, fresh, filling, seafood burrito for 7$? Want a fish taco and beer happy hour at 9am? Want to eat really good food in a place that looks like a warehouse filled with cops, both undercover and uniformed? Sometimes I do. Sometimes I don’t. But when I do, Senor Fish in Little Tokyo is the place.  Deeheeheelish.

 

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Umami Smash

There’s a burger that can only be seen from 5-7pm Monday-Friday at the Hollywood Umami Burger

I don’t think I’m allowed to talk about it here.  So I won’t. 

Just sit down at the bar, look your bartender squarely in the eye, and say

“Smash Burger”.

If you like Umami Burger, you’ll like it smashed.

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Din Tai Fung

I thought I didn’t like Chinese food. I thought I didn’t like dumplings. I would now like to go back in time and slap the &%$* out of myself from 10 years ago for making me waste all the time I could’ve been eating dumplings.  Because, done right, they are SUBLIME. I mean, have you ever had soup dumplings? Because if you have, and you know me, and you didn’t come up to me and say “AK, soup dumplings are the most amazing food in the world. I mean, if you haven’t eaten them, you should slap yourself in the face, and immediately go eat ten of them.” If you did not say that to me, and you knew this secret amazingness, don’t tell me, because you will be dead to me. DEAD. So is the salty, sour, vinegary, gingery, warm, amazballs essence of Din Tai Fung in Arcadia

People, THIS SHIT IS GOOD.

Evidence:

Every week, there’s a different vegetable.

GET THESE green beans if they’re available.

The Wonton Soup is perfect with soy sauce and chili oil.

Steamed Pork Buns. Just…sigh…delicious…

The money shot: Juicy Pork Dumplings.

Vinegar, ginger shreds, chili pepper flakes, and soy dipping sauce.

Get out of my way, I will eat your fingers if they’re in my path.

Pork and Shrimp Shu Mai…soupy in the bottom, shrimpy on top. 

Perfect all around.

So good, I don’t want to eat anywhere else, ever.  But I’ll suffer through other meals, just to survive, until I get to go back.

THAT’S how good it is.

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Langer’s Deli

 

Believe it or not, I’d never been to Langer’s before yesterday. I wasn’t sure what to order, so our fine waitress suggested the #19, the most popular sandwich–a pastrami with cheese, coleslaw,  and Russian dressing. Sure…sounds good…but I was in the mood for something hot, crunchy and gooey.  So a grilled pastrami with sauerkraut it was. 

    And, it was one helluva sandwich, let me tell you.

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Javier’s

Not often enough, but about twice a month, our Sunday Fun-Day crew ventures out from the far Eastside border of LA, piles into an SUV, and heads out to the land called Orange County. To an oasis of gourmet Mexican food, crispy, over-inflated cougars, and an all too thoughtfully stocked bar.  Perfect for a day of sitting back, getting blurry, swallowing down salty delights, and people-watching. This place, my friends, is Javier’s, in Crystal Cove.

We’ve been there enough that when Orlando spots us shuffling in, he clears our seats at the bar and lays out our usuals before we even slide into our spots.  Mine: A Don Julio Anejo, neat. In a snifter, please. Yes, I am an 82-year-old Latin man. And then, before you know it, the goodies, crunchy, gooey, cheesy, salty, start arriving…

Perfect beef taquitos

amazing shrimp enchalladas

And my favorito, the wet bean and cheese burrito. O to the MG.

We sit, we chat, we eat, and we DRINK. Food comes, plates are taken away. There’s an out of this world ceviche, a secret Habanero salsa that will rip your taste buds right off your tongue, and a steak picado that will make you forget your mother’s name. It’s all amazing, from the food on your fork, to the bleached out 57-year-old 36-quadruple-D’s winking at your husband. And, if you’re like me, it’s a Sunday Fun-Day you’ll want to have over and over and over again.

 

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