Pouching Around Town

It places the grub in it's pouch... It does this whenever it's told... Or else it gets hose again... Put the fucking grub in the pouch!

The pouch has been on a tear recently. Consuming in mass quantities. Let's see what this fat fuck has been stuffing in his face.


Nicky's Seafood.
Still the best lobster roll in Atlanta. The end.

Lobster Roll. Look at that pink between them bunz. I might just jizz all over that... Oops, too late.

Crab Dip. Addictive.


Miso Izakaya.
The sushi is pedestrian at best but the "izakaya" dishes are very tasty.

Scallops and Mushrooms. Seared and seasoned perfectly. Really nice lil dish.

Beef Teriyaki. Sizzling MEAT. Gobble gobble. Burp.

Yakisoba. If you don't remind Guy that this has to be on a sizzler plate, you don't deserve to eat it.


Mother.
Dumb name. But $2 Tuesdays make up for it... Well, kinda. It's a 2 level bar thinger but they locked up the upstairs with some iron gate except on the weekends when it supposedly becomes a dance club. Lame. But not as lame as the $2 tequila shot... Shit tasted like diluted bleech. Skip that shit and stick with the grub.

Tacos. Brisket and catfish. These weren't half bad. I liked the crispy-ish tortilla, it didn't get all soggy and break apart. There's a tofu one, too... If you want to take your chances.

Lamb Burger. Just gamey enough to know that you're eating lamb instead of some mystery meat that was walking around in the back alley half an hour ago. Tasty lil burger.


Naan Stop.
If you don't take chances you will never know what you might be missing. In this case, I shoulda never taken a chance. This stuff was so watered down... I couldn't tell if it was Indian or Mexican Indian.

Samosa. The size of bull testicles, bro. Might be the only decent thing that you can swallow.

Masala Fries. I think I saw this in the garbage. Snooze.

Chicken Tikka Masala Rice Bowl. This Trader Joe's rice bowl needs another minute in the microwave.

Chicken Tikka Masala Naanwich. This maybe be worse than Seven Hens' sloppy wrap thingers.

Chai Tea. Sometimes instant powder Chai Tea is a welcomed sight.

Joystick Bar.

How is this place making money? You can make more money fingering street pay phone's change return holes than in those arcade games. You say pay phones are no longer in use anymore? Exactly. Bad service is a requirement for hipsters bars. The bottles of booze on those Ikea shelves look like they are about to collapse. That would be a tragedy.

Chicken Sandwich. A very nice piece of fried boneless cheekan but doesn't do it justice in sandwich form. And a pricey one at that.


Ammazza.
Very inconsistent in the beginning. Hipsters are hard to train to cook anything besides instant ramen noodles or hummus, let alone a proper Napoletana style 'ZA... It took them awhile but it seems like they are finally getting the hang of it.

Ammazzare. The dough, crust, sauce, char and everything else has gotten better over time. Believe it or not but I would come here over Antico just because I don't want to deal with the fucking tools that has infested that place. Watching hipsters making my pie is still painful but if you sit at the bar with your back to them, it makes it a little easier to digest.


Village Tap.
Buckhead fucks. But sometimes I will deal with them to get a piece of their fried chicken. The bartender is as vain as Vanity Smurf and he kinda looks like him, too. Too bad he can't make a decent drink to save his supply of hair mousse and liquid tan.

Fried Chicken. I can't believe I'm gonna say this but this is a really good fried chicken. It is not always consistent but when it's on, it's on... Their hot sauce tastes kinda weird and not spicy at all so make sure you get it on the side and not drown in it. Popeyes still wins because they are consistent 110% of the time.

Chicken Tenders. This is a fucking steal of a deal. 3 ginormous crispy tenders for like $7 and it's good.

Meatloaf. Asked the server how long this meat log has been sitting around and how dry it was. He said it was made the same day and very moist. Oh dear, what to do, what to do... Ordered it anyways by table votes. Shit was dry as a 76 year old woman... And almost tasted like one. Mysterious funky ketchup on top was total crap.


Villians.
Cute idea but the midtown location for a hipster sandwich shop might not pan out. Sandwiches are boring to me but sometimes I'm in the mood to be pedestrian. I'm still waiting for the Boba Fett and Jar Jar Binks.

Odd Job. Korean fried chicken sandwich. I wouldn't go that far and name it a KFC. Not even close but for what it was, it was ok since it was made by whities. All that shit on top covering the main event made it seem like they had something to hide.

Natasha Fatele. House cured tuna sandwich. Nice and chunky tuna, nice toasted bread pouch... But in the end it was pretty much boring after a few bites. Shouldn't have to pay upwards of $10 for a friggin tuna sandwich.


That's enough of the pouch adventures for now... But I have dozens more for the next one. I'm stuffed, need nap now. Peace, love and cheekan greeze, motherfuckers.