Food, Food, and More Food Thread

qilver wrote:

exactly....

esp. the part where he eats that beating frog heart...
:bleh:

oishii

im partial to snake meat. :victory:

krim wrote:im partial to snake meat. :victory:

But if it tastes like chicken, why not eat chicken?

i'd still dare you to a one-on-one balut showdown.

littlemissfab wrote:i'd still dare you to a one-on-one balut showdown.

Bird embryos.


Yikes. :bleh:

littlemissfab wrote:i'd still dare you to a one-on-one balut showdown.

I surrender. You win. :beaten:

littlemissfab wrote:i'd still dare you to a one-on-one balut showdown.

im down.

red dot or yellow dot?
what's the difference anyways.

krim wrote:

im down.

red dot or yellow dot?
what's the difference anyways.

how bout' the green dot?

Tu_triky wrote:

oishii

bon appetit...:bleh: :shit:

bmwracer wrote:
But if it tastes like chicken, why not eat chicken?

don't a lot of things taste like chicken? :blahblah: :rofl:

qilver wrote:

how bout' the green dot?

i've never seen a green dot... :headscratch:

qilver wrote:don't a lot of things taste like chicken? :blahblah: :rofl:

Yup.

Everything tastes like chicken... Except for chicken. :hehe:

bmwracer wrote:
Yup.

Everything tastes like chicken... Except for chicken. :hehe:

lol :hehe:

bmwracer wrote:
Yup.

Everything tastes like chicken... Except for chicken. :hehe:

If chicken doesn't taste like chicken, can anything really taste like chicken? :headscratch:

Today's LA Times Weekend section's cover story is on the Sawtelle area.

CALENDAR WEEKEND
We're way past sushi
Young immigrants and a cosmopolitan outlook are changing Sawtelle's traditional Japanese culture.
By Dean Kuipers, Special to The Times


The twentysomething Japanese man on the tiny stage at Karaoke Bleu is proving that Friday night sounds good in any language, delivering a smooth version of Kyu Sakamoto's old-school Japanese hit "Ue o Muite Aruko" to an appreciative audience. Dressed in Hollywood casual — dark pants, light blue shirt, short hair well-coiffed — he rejoins his table to a round of backslapping, and even those who don't speak Japanese raise a toast from the bar. Asked if the singer is a regular, one of the other men at the bar says, "I don't know, but can you sing that in Japanese?"


It's another jammed weekend night at one of the best-loved clubs on a three-block stretch of Sawtelle Boulevard in West L.A., and the scene at Karaoke Bleu is indicative of the area's multicultural appeal. As the waitresses take song request tickets and quickly usher singers onstage, the sounds of popular Japanese songs such as Hideaki Tokunaga's "Saigo no Iiwake" mingle with sorority sisters doing Snoop Dogg, followed by a Korean American singing Bon Jovi. Connected by a bathroom with the perennially crowded Japanese pub FuRaiBo — both hot spots are run by the same company — Karaoke Bleu goes beyond the traditional Japanese culture that once dominated the street, and even the Pan-Asian culture that is replacing it. It is a stark example of the rapid and ongoing mutation that is transforming the area into a kind of pan-exotic entertainment zone, an Asian-based strip of food, pop culture, art and clothing that is thronged by Westsiders ever-hungry for something new.

Sawtelle is sometimes called Little Osaka and is still deeply Japanese, with its nurseries and Buddhist temples and boba tea shops, but it is experiencing what many are calling a third phase in its identity. The issei who immigrated to the U.S. after the turn of the 20th century, when the area was mostly celery fields, are giving up their old shops, and the shin issei, or "new first generation" who immigrated after World War II, are losing their traditionalist grip on the culture.

In their stead has come a new generation, many of them young students in their 20s straight from Japan, and they represent modern Japan. Like Tokyo, they are metropolitan and sophisticated, westernized and hungry. As rents in the area go through the roof, their numbers seem to increase, especially the young women — no longer as funky-chic as in days past, with the bleached blond hair and spray-on tans or the platform boots and micro-minis. Nowadays, most of them are poured into skin-tight booty jeans and boots like everyone else in town.

They join sidewalks full of young people of other ethnicities — lots of Chinese, lots of Koreans, a smattering of Latinos who always lived in the area — and funky hipsters from UCLA and the Westside looking for kicks, as well as serious foodies drifting down out of Pacific Palisades and Brentwood. In their wake come changes — trendy, internationalist and mostly upscale.


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dochira wrote:If chicken doesn't taste like chicken, can anything really taste like chicken? :headscratch:

Good point.

It's like the chicken and the egg. :headscratch:

Tu_triky wrote:


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oh yeah the waitress ...small world...she happens to work at this sushi restaurant in little tokyo on second and central....it's called hamakawa sushi...it's truly excellent and FRESH....and very reasonable in price...a true GEM...hamakawa is next to that yakitori restaurant that you didn't like that much.....

Do you happen to remember which waitress she was... er what her name was... shizuka?? :mrgreen:

I ate a tofu dog yesterday. It's a hot dog, but made with tofu. Only 60 calories and 0 grams of fat.

It tasted like the real thing. :)

tabana wrote:I ate a tofu dog yesterday.
...
It tasted like the real thing. :)

I don't know what to say... :crazy: :sweat:

tabana wrote:I ate a tofu dog yesterday. It's a hot dog, but made with tofu. Only 60 calories and 0 grams of fat.

It tasted like the real thing. :)

tofu dog? :headscratch:
can you get sauerkrat(spelling... :doh: ), ketchup and mustard/relish with that too?