This episode is pretty straightforward. We went to Cinco, ordered the number 77, and proceeded to stuff ourselves with three avocados worth of guacamole each. Seriously, they give you tons of guacamole (and probably not enough chips).
You will want to add some salt, but other than that the guacamole is really tasty. Just plan on sharing an order. Nobody really needs that much guacamole in one sitting. Nobody.
Tonight’s menu: the number 77 – guacamole w/ corn chips.
Sometimes we fight, and when we do it is usually about really stupid stuff. In fact, Dave and I have a history of getting in very brief, very funny fights over very stupid things. Fortunately, it always blows over pretty quickly.
Dave never did come back to eat his burrito, though. So don’t even waste your time asking him how the carnitas burrito tastes. Fact is he doesn’t know. What he can tell you, however, is that the strawberry “Mexican ice cream” bar from 7-eleven is a solid four hats.
Tonight’s menu: the number 76 – burrito de carnitas (or optional strawberry Mexican ice cream bar).
Forget Devin’s daddy issues for a second, and let’s talk about dancing. Let’s talk about paying girls to dance with you.
Back in the olden days of the Roaring Twenties, a fella could go to a local dance hall and buy tickets to dance with a “dime-a-dance-girl” or taxi dancer, as they were also called. Nowadays, these establishments are called hostess clubs. They are particularly popular in Japan, but L.A. also has a thriving scene of mostly Latin dance clubs, which are what Devin was talking about.
If you read between the lines on some of the reviews of LA’s hostess clubs, however, dancing may not be the only thing being paid for. So, next time you are looking for something to do on a Saturday night in LA, find the nearest hostess club, grab your dancing shoes, and go have some fun. Just not too much fun.
Tonight’s menu: the number 75 – burrito carne asada.
A few years ago, we built a half pipe in the backyard of the house Devin and I were renting with our friend Brett just down the road from Cinco de Mayo. Our friend and talented furniture maker Jared helped us build it, and it was glorious. We called it the Ramp of the Lord.
Somehow our landlady found out about it and threatened to evict us if we didn’t get rid of it. The demolition work was so hard that some of the day laborers we had hired to help us quit. We filled up several dumpsters with the scraps. To this day we all get a little misty eyed when we talk about it, but maybe it was for the best. Had the Ramp of the Lord been allowed to stand, I have no doubt that Todd would have killed himself there trying to do the coffin.
So in case you haven’t figured out yet, sometimes we post these videos months after we actually eat the meal. This is one of those episodes. For some reason I really wanted to write the blog entry and requested that I be the author of the blog posting, but now I have no idea why.
I’m sure I was going to reference some really funny story or video or something, but I have no idea what it was. So let me just tell you that Menudo is horrible. I knew it would be pretty bad, but this was HORRIBLE. It tastes like licking a horse and feels like chewing on inedible cow stomach. I don’t blame Cinco de Mayo. I think the concept is terrible and I wouldn’t like it no matter who made it. Now champurrado, on the other hand…. mmmmmm. Tasty.
Tonight’s menu: the number 73 – menudo w/ tortillas.