It's been a long time.
Let's see, so in between the last time I blogged (not counting the J Gold map) and today, life's been...kind of busy. Between work, side projects, and you know...GETTING engaged, it's been crazy busy. It's a good thing twitter is a nice and simple platform for microblogging. Not to mention, my love affair with the Instagram iPhone app, blogging has almost become, dare I say, pointless?
But alas, sometimes it's just good to do some good ole writing and after today's visit to Aburiya Toranoko, the newest baby in Michael Cardenas' Downtown LA empire, I thought it'd be a good time to revive this blog. Well, let's not kid ourselves. I'll probably post again in 2012.
Anyhow, on to the next one.
The beauty of living in LA/Southern California is that you're never farther than 20 minutes from a decent sushi restaurant. Gen, R23, Zo, Toshi, Urasawa, Nozawa, SugarFish, Mori, Kiyokawa, Kawa, Kiriko, Famima, Ralphs, Gelsons, the list NEVER ends. There is just no shortage of sushi in this city. It's a good thing for us sushi lovers as there are options galore when you have sushi on the brain.
While I don't find myself in the South Bay often, I was impressed enough with Nozomi Sushi that I would definitely take another drive down to experience the omakase there.
"Where do you want to go for dinner tonight?"
"8p, Kiyokawa, sushi bar, omakase."
One of the perks of working in downtown LA is that I get to eat at Daikokuya all the time. So much so that I've apparently become the mayor of Daikokuya on Four Square. There really isn't much that needs to be said since Daikokuya's been reviewed to death, but I will say that ramen is the perfect prescription for these windy LA days. I also think Daikokuya is better than Ippudo in NYC. So there, that's my opinion on this whole ramen thing.
You get used to staring at this sign while waiting for your name to be called.
This is where the magic happens. Just a tip, you don't want to sit here on a hot day. You'll be getting sweaty with all the heat dissipating from the fryer. No fun.
Gyozas with a generous helping of green onions. Note in the background that I can levitate things while I take pictures (+15 art of levitation skill).
What came first, the chicken or the egg? I don't care, they're both in the oyakodon.
The main reason why we come to Daikokuya: ramen, nuff said.
The garlic explains why my colleagues aren't talking to me right now. I should use more garlic, more often.
And while you're at it, why wouldn't you go to Yogurtland just down the street to grab some dessert, especially since Tokidoki's in the house.
And two random pictures of of Little Tokyo: