Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Puffy Pouch

Sometimes the pouch don't care about going to pricey fancy pants sit down restos that are the "it" resto of the week... Sometimes the pouch want something that is not so fresh and so clean clean... Sometimes the pouch just wants to eat with his hands. Let's see what slop the pouch has been getting it's hands dirty on... Riding dirty.

El Rio Grande.
Al Pastor, Chorizo, Lengua. This dump is nowhere near Atlanta, it's like in Jonesboro or something. Basically, a place where you don't want live for any length of time... But they do have some ethnic restos up and down this strip, especially, a bunch of Vietnamese resto (good luck finding a banh mi at any of these places, pho is their deal).. So, I naturally settled for Mexican't. This place smelled like a mix of cleaning products and ass funk when you walk in, it is so strong that it almost makes you want to turn around... Until you read the menu. They have a decent selection of tacos and all I wanted was a quick snack. The homemade tortillas were really nice but needed a little bit more time on the flat top because it was a bit flimsy and broke easily. The offal/meat fillers were all surprisingly very good, the lengua was the best. At a $1.75 a piece it wasn't a bad deal at all... But I'm still in love with the 79 cent tacos in Plaza Fiesta food court. That shit is the real deal... In taste and price.


Madras Mantra.
Dos Dosas. Yeah yeah, I know I'm mixing up Mexi and Indie there... But at the end of the day, Mexican't slop looks eerily similar to Indian gruel. The dosas are really just tortillas stuff with shit just like a taco. Tell you what though.. This new Indie resto in the former spot of Saravana Bhavan has a pretty decent lunch buffet even though it's vegetarian. Yeah, can you imagine that? No meat and I'm totally ok with it. If you order the dosa off the menu, it is fucking huge... Think of a traffic cone on a plate, yeah, it's that fucking big. I like their style... Except for the water dripping from the ceiling on one full side of the resto. Is that a water feature? Fucking weird ass shit.

Crap on a plate. I know what y'all are thinking... Is that a doughnut? Fuck yeah it is! Never knew they liked doughnuts but it was good. The naan were hard as matzo crackers sitting in that steam table bin, so wait for a fresh batch to come out or ask them for it. Overall, the options were kinda limited but it was tasty even though it was kinda pricey for a vegetarian lunch buffet ($28 for two). I would come back for the regular menu next time.


Penang Malaysian Cuisine.
Roti Canai. This is hands down the best roti canai in this town. So many other places uses the frozen stuff and some even hand you a friggin Chinese scallion pancake to trick you. You motherfuckers can't trick me with that shit. The roti is pretty awesome here but the curry on this visit was a bit thin and lacked the usual kick. Still good, though.

Pandan Ayam. Fuck me, I forgot how goddamn good these wings were. I missed them. They come out piping fucking lave hot but I didn't care if I burn the shit outta my face hole... It's like eating out Hannah Davis on her period, they are both totally worth it.

Hokkien Char Mee. Yes, egg noodles braised in thick soy sauce... This can't be salty at all. It's a good helping of noods and seafood on a plate. Let's mix it all up first...  

Almost looks like the Chinese zha jiang mien after mixing it all up... Everything nicely coated with a nice facial of the soy jizz. Overall, the taste isn't bad in the beginning but I kinda lost interest in it halfway through. Bring the shit home, stick it in the fridge, let it marinade and it will become the best fucking grub you have ever eaten after a long night out of drankin' at 2AM. Pine cones go in here, party liquors come out here and proceed to here... (points to pouch).

Curry Beef Stew Noodles. It looked good when it came out but after a few slurps it kinda fell flat on the interest level. The beef were ultra tender which were great but the egg noodles and soupy curry juice were kinda lackluster. It sounded so good on paper but was kinda like seeing a girl with a sick ass bod from behind until you see it's butterface. Like the old saying goes... Good from afar but far from good.


Shorty's.
They were having some BBQ cook out on this visit at their Tucker location. Pulled pork, cheekan, corn, beans, slaw and brunswick stew... Why the hell not? You can pile your plate way the fuck high up but I didn't want to fill up with just this because I wanted a 'Za, too. The Q wasn't bad, it's like going to a friend's house for a backyard BBQ. It's that kinda quality, good but it won't win any contests. 

Weird Al Yankovich. Red Sauce & Pesto, Black Forest Ham, Feta, Pineapple. Sounds pretty good, huh? But looks just ok for this pie. The cheese on here reminded me of a massive facial by Peter North on this poor teen from a 90's porn, that fucker must overdose on zinc, big time. The crust is pretty good, a bit of char and a nice pull. It ain't Napoletana style but turned out pretty tasty. Except when you let it sit for a bit and a nice pool of grease forms in the center. Solution- Pull the slices apart and let them sit on the edge of the pan, the grease kinda stays in the middle. The 'Za is better than average but no way on the top 10 on my list. But I still like the place.


Until next time, bitches... Keep calm and pump and squirt on.

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