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August 19, 2008

McD's Cheeseburger + Sriracha

Cheeseburger with Sriracha

This past May, while I was in Austin attending South by Southwest, I managed to prove wrong the widely believed notion that anything tastes better fried. A fried avocado taco I had at an otherwise fine taco place was a disappointment and left me speechless.

Last night, an idea came to me, one that would test the theory that all food tastes better with Sriracha sauce. This might not be a belief that's as widespread as that of the magic of fried foods, but anybody who has experienced the sauce will accept it as fact.

The test subject was a McDonald's cheeseburger. Piled high with french fries and topped with a liberal dose of Sriracha, the burger tasted pretty damn good but wasn't the homerun I expected it to be. I'm on the fence about this one and have to say that the test proved to be inconclusive. Perhaps some other brave soul will try it as well and provide a second opinion?

August 18, 2008

Hello, My Name Is Werner

This is Werner, he's a red fixed-gear Iro Mark V. He's named after Werner Herzog because I expect the bike and myself to go on many adventures together and if there's anybody I'd like to adventure with, it's Mr. Herzog.

So far we've mainly stuck to my neighborhood as we've gotten acquainted with one another. Not being able to coast was a little odd at first but I'm quickly getting used to it. Cruising down 5th avenue on a nearly silent bike is pretty awesome and being able to get to Sunset Park for lunch in less than 15 minutes is a beautiful thing. My food foraging expeditions into Brooklyn had largely been confined to areas near subway stations but that looks like it's going to change. I'd already known getting around on a bike was generally considered to be the fastest mode of transportation in the city but I'm only now realizing just how much faster it is than taking the subway.

Werner did suffer his first injury yesterday on my trip back home from Sunset Park. The roads around there aren't in the greatest shape and after hitting a small pothole my front tire suddenly went PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHAWWWWWWWWWWWWW~! Thirty blocks of walking later, I was at my local bike shop getting the tube replaced on my front tire. Note to self and others: Dixon's bike shop in Park Slope is one of the few bike shops I've been to where all the employees are not huge assholes.

Other thoughts, observations and opinions from the past couple months:

Modern sports stadiums are incredibly ugly. Faux-neoclassical columns do not lend a newly constructed building any sort of gravitas. Also, don't demand public funding for a stadium and then not offer any affordable seating. I'm looking at you Yankee Stadium. I'll let the Met's off the hook on this one because they're going to have a Shake Shack inside Citi Field and that makes just about anything okay.

San Francisco is a cool city but it's overrated. The public transportation there left a bit to be desired and it's a tough city to walk (probably why the bike scene there is so awesome). However, I did have some great food including a burrito in the mission and one of the best meals of my life at...

CHEZ PANISSE! Alice Waters, oh how I love you. Located in Berkeley, Chez Panisse is considered one of the best restaurants in the country (and the world) and it completely lived up to expectations. Lee and I ate at the cafe upstairs and were absolutely blown away by how fresh everything was. Sanddab, salmon, spaghetti, everything was perfectly and simply prepared, allowing the quality of the ingredients to do all the work. Lee's dessert was a fruit bowl consisting of one whole plum and a handful of berries. The plum was called "Harold's Miracle Plum," and it really lived up to its name. I assume Harold is a farmer friend of Waters'. I can only hope to have friends someday with gardens that yield such amazing fruit. Who would've ever thought an unadorned plum could be a revelatory experience? Fun Fact: Waters cooked the shoe that Herzog ate in Werner Herzog Eats His Shoe.

Another meal in SF was a huge letdown. In-N-Out burger was so horribly overrated that what I would normally consider to be a pretty good burger was disappointing and even annoying. So many people I know spend so much time gushing over how amazing the food is that I expected the sky to open up and start raining Skittles when I took my first bite. Needless to say, that didn't happen. The first two bites were pretty damn good though, I must admit. The bottom bun was nicely toasted resulting in a nice crunch. As the bun quickly grew soggy, the burger quickly became average. Better than an average fastfood joint but it certainly can't compete with Shake Shack. The animal style fries I had were pretty good but a bit much for one person to finish.

Portland has a LOT of hippies. I knew it was kinda known for that but I was still shocked by the sheer number of hippies on every block I walked through.

Le Pegion and Voodoo Doughnuts in Portland have opened my eyes to the magical combination that is maple and bacon. At Le Pegion, I had a dessert that consisted of cornbread topped with maple ice cream and bacon chunks. At Voodoo Doughnuts I enjoyed a maple bar with a piece of bacon on top. Genius.

I'm not going to lie, McDonald's cheeseburgers are teh hotness.

The Dark Knight was tons of fun but shockingly pretentious and clumsy in its attempts at being socially and politically relevant. Nolan appears to have a hard-on for Michael Mann and that's totally fine with me (because I do too) but his action sequences are nowhere near as well presented as those of Mann's. Ledger's performance is as good as everybody says but I found the Joker to ultimately be a pretty uninteresting character. A force of nature I couldn't take my eyes off, yes, but interesting? Not really. I hate to say this, but despite all the love Ledger is getting now, I'd be shocked if he's still as highly regarded a couple decades from now.

The X-Files movie was a pleasant surprise. Mulder and Scully ARE interesting and fun characters and seeing them again was great. The movie is just a big budget, glorified episode of the show but that's fine with me. The show was just a series of low budget short films. I've even admitted to many people that I enjoyed this movie more than the Dark Knight...

Why does all the coverage of U.S. Baseball keep calling them an "international superpower?" Everyone seems shocked by the lack of a dominating performance coming from team USA but they've done very little in international tournaments to warrant such surprise.

Cuban Wheat Shakes are the bomb diggity.

Ba Xuyen in Sunset Park makes the best Banh Mi I've had in New York. Saigon Bakery is pretty damn good but Ba Xuyen is out of this world good.

I recently went to Di Fara for the third time and can now say without a doubt that it's the real deal. Lee and I split a half green olive, half artichoke pie and ate for long periods in stunned silence as other customers watched us down the entire pizza.

Pineapple Express had some great moments but was overall a disappointment. David Gordon Green is capable of so much more and it's a bit frustrating to watch him waste his time working on something like this. That's not to say I wouldn't have done the same thing if I was him. James Franco does give a great performance but the movie ultimately felt like Harold and Kumar make an action movie, minus Harold and Kumar. One major thing the movie had going for it is a potential reference to No Retreat, No Surrender. I'm not convinced it was actually a reference but I also wouldn't be surprised if it was. I'd say there's about a 50/50 chance it was.

Scarpetta, a new Italian restaurant in the Meatpacking District, recently got a lot of much deserved press as the local food critics published their reviews. Lee took me there for my birthday and we had a great meal. While everything was good the highlight was the handmade spaghetti with an impossibly delicious tomato sauce. Who knew spaghatti could be that good?

I recently read the Watchmen for the second time and was better able to appreciate the brilliance of the book. Once you know the plot you get a chance to pay more attention to the meticulous craftsmanship that went into the construction of the book.

The trailer for the Watchmen is awesome but also very worrisome. The director of the 300? Really?

Lolita is a really really good book so far. Good but creepy.

Synchronized diving is one of the silliest sports in the Olympics. I find it so arbitrary considering that almost anything could be made into a synchronized sport. Synchronized shotput anybody? Nothing inherent to diving seems to indicate to me that it's more fit for synchronization than any other sport requiring precise physical actions.

The 2010 Winter Olympics are being held in Vancouver which is near Seattle. I'm so there.

Waking up at 5am to watch Olympic soccer is pretty rough. I'm a pretty emotionally stable guy but waking up at 5am and watching your team get eliminated on back to back heartbreaking games can be a bit much to handle when you're sleep deprived. Nevertheless, I didn't cry myself back to sleep. Seriously.

The Wire is an amazing television show but claims by others that it's "the most important television show of all time" are just silly. I mean, what does that even really mean?

I've watched the first episode of Mad Men and am impressed so far.

The idea that the Olympics are sacred and that politics shouldn't be a part of them are naive and misguided. If it's an issue involving the lives of millions of people, the time and the place for speaking out about it should be anywhere and anytime people are listening. The IOC needs to grow a pair.

The opening ceremonies by Zhang Yimou were pretty spectacular.

Metal Gear Solid 4 was tons of fun to play during the little actual gameplay that it contains. Most of the damn game felt like watching a really cheesy Japanese movie. I loved it but is a 90 minute cut scene at the end of a game really necessary?

Fixed-gear bikes are a popular hipster accessory and as a result, I've found myself being self conscious sometimes when I'm riding around. I probably look like the biggest poser ever but I figure any snob desperate enough to judge me is probably the real poser.

The Mariners are horrible and I don't expect that to change anytime soon.

The Red Bulls actually seem to be turning their season around. Perhaps I should look into booking tickets to this year's MLS Cup?

Going nuts in the U.S. Supporters section at the U.S. vs Argentina game at Giant's Stadium was one of the most fun experiences of my life. Hopefully, the U.S. vs Cuba game in D.C. this October will be just as fun.

Driving from Portland to San Francisco in one day while taking the scenic route down the Oregon Coast is a bad idea. However, if you must do it, be sure to stop by Voodoo Doughnuts in the morning and get at least a half dozen doughnuts to fuel you along the way.

Radiohead at All Points West was predictably spectacular but being surrounded by Kings of Leon fans so that you can save your spot gets old really really fast. It was worth it though (barely).

My brother got me an 8-inch Global chef's knife and it's super badass. I love it and have been looking for pretty much any excuse to cut something.

Bicycle helmets make my already big head look absolutely gigantic.

It's tempting to go riding without a helmet since I totally trust my own riding abilities but it's the abilities of other people using the road that I don't trust. With my cynical worldview in regards to the general intelligence of the average person, it shouldn't be surprising that I don't trust most people to safely operate big metal machines at high speeds.

The fact that female gymnasts perform their floor routines to music and supplement their acrobatics with dancerly flourishes is pretty regressive. Yes, I realize they're all 16 year old girls but still is that really necessary?

Some Barack Obama fanatics are so obnoxious that I almost don't want to vote for him just to spite them. They're lucky that John McCain is even more annoying than they are.

Welcome back to blogging Vadim. Hopefully this venture into the world of nerdom (as if it could get any worse considering the dumb sci-fi crap you're always reading) will last longer than your Myspace blog did.

I've got more stuff to add but this post is getting way too long and I should probably go to bed. More observations and opinions soon...

August 2, 2008

NYC Food Map


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This map is still a work in progress. Lots of places in Manhattan and Park Slope that I like are missing but that's because they're generally already very well known or not that interesting compared to what can be found in Queens or more remote areas of Brooklyn.

I've probably been to about a quarter of the places on this map and the rest are places I'm planning on visiting.

July 29, 2008

Sad Dinner

sad dinner

Pizza and a Coca-Cola Slurpee on the floor, flash photography... this is what happens when Lee's not around...

EDIT: I would just like to clarify that my dinner was not actually that sad. In fact, it was quite delicious. However, I image it would've been sad to walk into my room and see me with my pizza on the floor, Slurpee in hand, in my messy room, watching TV while eating.

May 24, 2008

A Fan Ti

A Fan Ti
Lamb liver, kidneys, and heart from A Fan Ti

Over three years of partially working for Food & Wine Magazine has turned me into somewhat of a foodie. Most recently, I gave into the massive hype surrounding Momofuku Ko, managed to get a reservation there, and spent a significant chunk of my stimulus check on a brilliant dinner. However, despite the hoity-toity origins of my young obsession with food, I've started going easy on my wallet and conscience (you can only spend so much on a meal before you start to feel guilty...).

New York is well known for its upscale restaurants but it's also known for the diversity of its people. With all those people come ethnic enclaves all around the city where you can find amazing food from every region of the world you can imagine. Most of these meals can be had for little over the price of the glass of orange juice I had for brunch in my neighborhood this morning.

Exploring regional cuisines has led me to visit areas of the city I would otherwise never have thought to explore. It's also taught me a lot about the various regions of different countries around the world, most notably those of Thailand and China. While it was always obvious that each country consists of many different cultures, just like the U.S., it really struck me yesterday.

Because it was a half day, some of my coworkers and I went out to Flushing, Queens to eat at a restaurant called A Fan Ti that we had read about online. One look at the menu will tell you that this place isn't your typical Chinese restaurant. It's almost all lamb and you can get just about any part of that lamb you want. Testicles, eyeballs, etc.

Unfortunately, when we got there, they no longer had the English menus. Everything was in Chinese so we stumbled through ordering via the limited Mandarin that the two Malaysians in our group spoke. What struck me was when we asked if they had any pork dishes they told us that they were a Muslim place and didn't sell pork.

Hearing this instantly made me feel really ignorant. I had never realized that there's a Muslim population in China and it left me feeling a little lost because suddenly there was a vast disconnect between what I thought I was going to be eating and what I was actually going to be eating. It's as if I were sitting in North Dakota enjoying Texas-style BBQ just thinking of it as "American food" while having no idea where Texas was or what it's like. Considering that China is such a huge country, it suddenly seemed like it was important to know the story behind what I was about to eat.

After the first shock, the hits just kept on coming, it turned out the employees and the owner were all actually Korean. I got the impression that they were ethnically Korean but from China. Many of the side dishes were very Korean but the main dishes definitely weren't and it's not the sort of neighborhood where a Korean guy with no cred can open a regional Chinese place and get away with it. After some reading on Chowhound, I learned that the food was Xinjiang to be more precise. Armed with the name of the region, I proceeded to spend the next hour or so reading about it, its food, and where else in Queens I need to go eat.

If you don't care about food, it can seem like people read into it too much when famous chefs like Anthony Bourdain go on about how food is so closely tied to a culture's personality and history, but it's true. What a culture eats is shaped by the environment they live in, their beliefs, taboos, history of interaction with other cultures, and everything else they've gone through since humans came into existence. There's a lot to learn from being open minded, eating everything, being curious about what you're eating, and being a dork like me and reading about it after the meal.

Here are photos of the rest of the meal at A Fan Ti:

Lamb Dumplings
Lamb Dumplings

Lamb Skewers
Lamb Skewers. We ordered twelve more of these at the end of the meal.

Spicy Fish
Spicy Fish in broth. Very Sichuan-y, very delicious.

Vegetables
We felt like we should order vegetables of some sort...

January 14, 2008

The Weiner Circle

These are the people who screamed "YOU! CHINESE! WACHOO WANT!?" at me when I was in Chicago.

October 9, 2007

New Recipe

ChickNut

August 17, 2006

(Insert Konglish Babbo pun here)

Lee and I had been sitting on (quite literally in my case, since it was in my wallet) some free movie tickets for about a year. We had received them for donating blood so I guess you could say we had "paid for those tickets with our blood." Anyway, the tickets were due to expire this month so we resolved to use them today. There's not much playing in theaters that's worth seeing right now. I half jokingly, half sincerely suggest Little Man but we ended up seeing Talladega Nights instead. It was a pretty forgettable film that said a lot about what's so weird and wrong about the United States, all the way down to the people in the audience gagging out loud when two men kissed. There wasn't even any tongue involved! Sheesh. Aside from Sacha Baron Cohen (Ali G), the best part of the movie was a joke about sticking kids in a microwave... I'm still chuckling about that line.

So after the enjoyable but forgettable moviegoing experience, we took the train way the hell away from Times Square and ended up in the West Village. We were on our way to Otto with dreams of olive oil gelato floating through our heads when we came up with the brilliant idea of checking if we could get into Babbo without a reservation. As luck would have it, five minutes later we were seated.

It goes without saying that our first experience there was amazing, even in spite of a really drunk guy seated next to us (although maybe that was an added bonus?). All I could think the entire time he was there was "please don't start talking to me... please don't start talking to me..." After he left, the rest of the meal was stress free.

Having not paid for a lunch all week and also having finally received the deposit from my previous apartment (about 75 days after moving out), a "spur of the moment" stop at Babbo didn't feel as crazy as it might seem. Anyway, it won't be happening again anytime soon so I can now finally start saving up for a new camcorder.

As the wine and coffee battle for control of my body, I'm now going to get ready for bed. I've slept on the mattress that's on the ground in the living room two of the past three days because there's laundry all over my bed and I've been too lazy to clear it off.

I guess another night on the ground wouldn't hurt, it'll allow me to play the part of the aspiring filmmaker in New York City... sleeping on a mattress on the floor of his apartment... because the laundry he paid someone else to do is on his full-sized Ikea bed with Martha Stewart sheets... and he's too tired to move it because he had wine with his dinner at Babbo... before commuting back to Park Slope... in preparation for the upcoming day of work... at American Express...

Wtf? This is not where I expected to be at this point in my life but I have no complaints. My job is great, the people there are great, and I still have time to pursue the projects I want to work on. Most of those lately being websites I'm working on with various people. I only worry that I might settle in to a lifestyle that wouldn't permit me to drop everything I'm doing and go make a movie when it feels like the time is right and the script is there.

I just have to remember that Godard didn't make Breathless until he was thirty years old the same age at which Malick made Badlands. Lucid Screening is my poorman's Cahiers du Cinema. With that in mind, I'll give myself until thirty-five, maybe thirty-six.

March 23, 2006

The following is really really gross...

Continue reading at your own discretion...

My friend Alex was in town the last few days and on Tuesday we decided to take an eating tour of NYC. The following is the list of what we ate (in order).

donuts from Dunkin Donuts
Ice Cream from the Chinatown Ice Cream Factory
Gelato from La Laboratoria del Gelato
Dumplings from Fried Dumpling
Pizza from Ray's Pizza
WAY too much ice cream at Serendipity (if you've ever been there you know what I'm talking about)
Gyro

The next day consisted of laying in bed allllllllll day and throwing up about 4 to 6 times. Meanwhile, Alex somehow managed to eat an entire pizza at Grimaldi's followed by ice cream at the Brooklyn Ice Cream factory. It was an awe inspiring two days of eating on his part. I myself was left humbled and dehydrated.

December 11, 2005

More Heidi Klum than one can handle and sushi at Yuka

I had sushi today at a place called Yuka. It was a last minute decision after discovering that Tomoe doesn't open on Sundays. The sushi was okay. Edible. The pieces were easily the largest pieces of raw fish on rice that I have ever seen and the wasabi was the most potent wasabi that I had ever tasted. Both those facts don't necessarily make for a great sushi eating experience but they're both good for laughs and they don't hurt... not too much anyway. My main problem with the place was the warm rice that made the fish warm. Warm sushi can be a little disconcerting.

Season 2 of Project Runway started on Wednesday. It looks like the show hasn't lost its magic.

Magic in a reality show you say? Yes.

The reasons I love Project Runway:

  • It's a bunch of people doing what they love to do
  • They're good at what they do

Heidi Klum is back as well and quite pregnant... with a seal pup...

In other Heidi news, she helped host the the World Cup Final draw and the results are interesting.

The U.S. has no chance of proceeding past the first round even though the former national team players on ESPN insisted that the U.S. had a chance of going all the way. The host on ESPN nearly cracked up laughing as did I. But then again, they did make those comments prior to seeing their division. The U.S. is grouped up with Italy, The Czech Republic, and Ghana if I can remember correctly. Pwned.

Korea seems to have a reasonable chance of progressing although it won't be easy. They're grouped with France, Switzerland, and Togo.

Brazil is grouped with Croatia, Australia, and Japan. Wtf. As if they needed help destroying the rest of the world.

Argentina looks like it could make another early exit after their dismal performance in 2002.

Fun stuff.

June 9th, 2006, the magic begins.


December 1, 2005

Back

After a long hiatus from blogging I've decided to try and start writing again regularly. As you've noticed I'll now be doing it on my website instead of via livejournal. The design of the site is still under construction but I felt it probably wouldn't hurt to write my first entry anyway.

So anyway, I got back from Seattle earlier this week after spending a relaxing week there. The highlights of Seattle (minus the obvious seeing family and friends) include:


  • Sushi at Saito's. Some of the finest sushi I've ever had, right up there with Nobu and Sushi Yasuda. We got the Omakase and Mr. Saito did not let us down. Thank you James.
  • Guitar Hero, a badass PS2 game that made me wish I was good at guitar.
  • FIFA 2003. Playing this game awoke the soccer maniac in me that had been lying dormant. I'm looking forward to the upcoming World Cup more than I am Christmas, New Years, graduation, and my birthday combined. I also immediately purchased FIFA 2006 when I got back to New York.
  • Ghost hunting at an abandoned shed in the woods of Bothell where two girls were found murdered. I can't tell you how it went... but I can say that Alex came away with bloody feet and cut up legs.

I also watched some movies which I'll quickly mention:

War of the Worlds was great fun. Spielberg is a super talented director and he can do spectacles like no one else. More horror than sci-fi, the film's portrayal of an angry mob of refugees was the most frightening moment, especially post-Katrina.

Rock School - The kids were cute, the documentary was sloppy and uninteresting. School of Rock was better.

The Return (or Vozvrashcheniye for those that care) - Gorgeous Russian film. Super highly recommended.

Last Days - Gus Van Sant doing what he does best, making pretentious movies about young men yet being interesting enough in his directorial choices and aesthetic decisions that I leave the film still feeling like he's an important filmmaker and not a total waste of my time...

Since I've gotten back I've just been sleeping, FIFA 2006, class, homework, Six Feet Under, work, and the occasional Warcraft thrown in. Not bad... now I'm just planning Christmas presents and figuring out when I'm going to go home for break...

January 8, 1992

Water

Today I got a glass of water for my mom cuse she needed it wiel she was eating.