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Grand Slamming at Papaya King

September 29th, 2011 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Welcome to New York...err..LA!

Right around the time that Coney Dog was hitting LA straight out of Detroit, Papaya King was also making its way to the West Coast by way of some other city called New York.  Never heard of it.  Billboards glowed with the words “Papaya King,” yet this native Detroiter largely ignored the hot dogs of New York in favor of those from his native land.  But when a Blackboard Eats discount for 30% off came around, Papaya King could no longer be ignored.  I gathered a couple hot dog-loving friends and hit the road for Hollywood.

The first thing that should be made clear about Papaya King is that there are absolutely no papayas in the hot dogs.  Yes, this is a little disappointing, but there is still very good reason for the name of the place.  It is actually named for the papaya juice served there, which predated the hot dogs at the original New York location.  That papaya juice is still important, but not nearly as much as the hot dogs. Continue Reading»


Michael Bloomberg: Unvegan Hero

May 25th, 2010 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Veggies make him unhappy.

Michael Bloomberg, or should I say, Mayor Bloomberg of New York hasn’t exactly been much of a meat man in the past.  As one of the richest men in the world, he decided to dedicate the rest of his life to public service in 2001.  In truth, I know little to nothing of his politics, but I do know the man loves his steak. Continue Reading»


Real New York at Lombardi’s

April 6th, 2010 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Extra cheesy.

While Artichoke represents the new trendy side of New York pizza, it wasn’t really quite New York style pizza.  You know, the kind you have to fold a bit to eat and everyone says tastes better because of the water.  Yeah, Artichoke wasn’t that type of place, but Lombardi’s sure was.  Apparently Lombardi’s is a pretty big deal and they claim to be the first American pizzeria.  It is quite a boast, and apparently it does a good job of filling the seats, but we got there around 3:00 (on the way to Uniqlo of course) and only had to wait about 10 minuted for a table to open up. Continue Reading»


Tasting the Other Side at Artichoke

April 1st, 2010 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Oh no green.

On stop two of our late-night food binge (after Pommes Frites), we headed to a little pizza shop called Artichoke.  Here they specialized in, wait for it, artichoke pizza.  Apparently therseI felt uncomfortable just being there, but I was told that this was some of the best pizza in New York.  That it quite a claim, and after a stern talking-to, I was convinced to try some of the artichoke pizza, even against my better unvegan instincts. Continue Reading»


Almost Canadian at Pommes Frites

March 30th, 2010 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Oooh curds.

After a few drinks, our tour guide (aka the girlfriend’s bro) took us to a little hole in the wall called Pommes Frites.  Here, they specialized in cones of Belgian fries served with some crazy sauces like Pomegranate Teriyaki Mayo, Irish Curry and more.  These seemed all good and well, but I saw something on the menu that tickled my fancy even more:  Poutine.

For the uninitiated and un-Canadian, poutine (pronounced pooh-teen) is a gloriously unvegan treat consisting of fries topped with cheese curds and gravy.  This combination creates something spectacular, yet rarely found south of the Great White North.  It had been a long time since I was in Canada and I was with a couple poutine virgins, so we ordered a large one to split for six bucks. Continue Reading»


Porking Out at DBGB

March 29th, 2010 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Thai sausages. Extra small.

For a fancy little evening on the town in Manhattan, we took a trip to Bowery Street to eat at a swanky place called DBGB.  I’m not sure what the entire acronym stands for, but I’m pretty sure the D and one of the Bs are the initials of Daniel Boulud, some big time chef in NYC.  We had a big party, so we made reservations beforehand, yet still had to wait a good 15 minutes before our table was ready.  In that time, we headed over to the bar, which had a huge mirror on it and a ton of beers listed.  One would think that these mirror beers would be the available beers, however, we were told that the mirror was out of date and handed a menu.  Too bad, because one of my life goals is to order beer from a mirror and that will have to wait. Continue Reading»


Finishing the Cow at Cafe Rustica

March 25th, 2010 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Oh hey veal.

After recovering from my lunch at Shake Shack, I headed to Great Neck on Long Island to see some family.  The meal was set for an Italian place called Cafe Rustica.  Although the menu was limited for the event, there were plenty of options, including a few different veal dishes.  Although I’m not the biggest veal fan for flavor and loosely moral reasons, I still felt like this would be a good way to go after eating every other cow product for lunch.  I chose their veal parmigiani since it didn’t come with any vegetables. Continue Reading»


Attack of the Shake Shack

March 24th, 2010 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit

Shake Shack? More like rain shack.

On a rainy Friday morning, I arrived in New York City for the first time as a meat blogger with one goal: to eat.  Most importantly, I had to eat at the Shake Shack.  I had heard much about the Shake Shack from the New York-centric food blog known as Serious Eats, yet there are plenty of good burgers in LA, so I never felt an overriding desire to get a burger at Shake Shack.  Then I heard that Shake Shack was run by none other than Danny Meyer, the famous New York restaurateur.  More importantly, though, is that Meyer is a fellow alum of Camp Nebagamon, the greatest place in the world (if you don’t believe me, read this).  No doubt, his restaurant skills draw upon his experience at Nebagamon and I made sure to get to Shake Shack as early as possible to see what those skills had created. Continue Reading»


Mixing Meats at The Stage Deli

December 15th, 2009 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit
Stack me some beef!

Stack me some beef!

The Stage Deli of West Bloomfield seems a bit out of place.  Sandwiches are named after Broadway shows and aside from the one picture of Eminem, everything reeks of New York.  Nonetheless, The Stage Deli is a staple Jewish deli in West Bloomfield Township.  Rather than limiting themselves to sandwiches named for classic shows and actors, The Stage has modernized itself by throwing in such shows as Mama Mia and even movies like Casino Royale. Continue Reading»


Almost Like New York at Vinny’s Pizza

August 24th, 2009 Tweet Facebook Digg Stumble Reddit
Meat makes pizza happy.

Meat makes pizza happy.

With a big group, I headed to Vinny’s Pizza in El Segundo.  Since we couldn’t fit inside the little place, we were taken outside to an area that looked like it was made for banquets.  But this was no banquet, as we quickly learned when we were seated at white plastic tables with white plastic chairs.  Since we were such a big group, we ordered a variety of pizzas, including Hawaiian, pepperoni and the dreaded vegetarian for our vegetarian friends. Continue Reading»


Beer Me Some Breckenridge Agave Wheat

The taste of skiing?

Colorado is definitely a beer state, and not just because Coors comes from the Rocky Mountain State.  No, it is also home to New Belgium (of Fat Tire fame) and seemingly countless other micro and craft breweries.  While in Breckenridge for a ski weekend, I decided I had to at least try one of these, and because it turned out to be the only one available at dinner, my choice happened to come from the creatively named Breckenridge Brewery.  The brewery, by the way, is actually no longer in Breckenridge, having expanded and moved to Denver in 1992.

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