This last Thursday on Hells Kitchen we finally get to see another weak ass chef get booted off in the middle of the service. J apparently not only serves the ass of the lettuce in his salads, but he also can’t seem to cook rice. Which kinda makes us wonder why he’s on the show? You have to figure one of the qualifications for a semi-credible chef would be cooking pasta and rice these things are essentially just boiling absorbent materials in water.
- Get ready cause in 5 seconds my ass is getting kicked out.
J messed up the rice for everyone and then goes on to put his own special spin on fish by burning it consistently. Maybe burnt fish is the special dish in his town. On a bed of overcooked rice. Ramsey forehead vein explodes as he sends J out of Hells Kitchen. J vows to take all he has learned to his own restaurant where he will rein victorious serving us all the burnt fish and lettuce ass we can eat. Continue reading
Today I had the opportunity to finally visit one of Thousand Oaks most revered BBQ restaurants: The Thousand Oaks Meat Locker. Unbeknown to me, this little shack is within walking distance of my Mom’s place. I had no idea. It took me two attempts to find this place today, and I had a google map. It’s a little restaurant and you can only read the sign from right in front, which makes it hard for people who drive (i.e. Everyone in L.A.) to find it. Continue reading
So tonight, on this gorgeous Sunday, I wanted to rest up the pallet a bit and give you a buffet of items I have on my A-Team TV tray.
First off who’s watching Hells Kitchen? Do you have a favorite chef? I kinda feel chef-wise this seems like a weak group. I love watching people cry though. I think it stems from some repressed anger from second grade, but my favorite part of these shows isn’t the food; it’s the stress, ridicule, sadness, and the sheer awesomeness of watching somebody completely break down inside. For those watching, they finally got rid of Seth who I am not sure could hack it at Burger King. After watching Top Chef I feel like there is a complete lack of culinary talent on this show. I just gotta hope people keep crying. Continue reading
Sunday is a day of adventure, a day where I can get away from the trivial things in life like “getting a job” or “making something of myself,” This Sunday was no different. It started off with a plan, a good plan too, but I accidentally left it at home. Lucky for me I had a navigator.
The one thing I knew I wanted to do was get some culture at LACMA (L.A. County Museum of Art) which by my reasoning should be called LACMOA, but apparently the powers that be consider that less arty. Anyway, they have an awesome exhibit until the end of the month called Vanity Fair Portraits 1913-2008. Go see it. I promise you’ll be happy you did. Don’t spread this around, but they actually have a picture of Madonna where she doesn’t look like skeletor. Also, on the drive down we ran into Kid Rock (or a member of his immediate family) in Koreatown.
Keep it real, Kid, keep it real!