Tag: food

A confusion of imitation/infringement

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So before I came up to Aberdeen prior to the zombie run, I scoured the interwebs for potential things to do, places to see and of course, things to eat. Among the pursuit of unique dining, this story came across. Long story short, popular In-N-Out is suing obscure Aberdeen’s Grab-N-Go for too closely copying their style; as in their logo it too similar, and their menu is also too similar. Considering the fact that In-N-Out’s menu consists of burgers, fries and soda, that’s not particularly difficult for any hamburger restaurant to accomplish.

Anyway, suing Grab-N-Go was probably the biggest favor that In-N-Out could have possibly done, because it has put Grab-N-Go on the map, and inquisitive people like me end up really wanting to visit.

Now look back to the image above: I’ll give In-N-Out the logo, because it really is kind of reminiscent of theirs, with the circle, and the format of the text and the positioning of its sub lines.

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If there was ever a restaurant that demanded to be noticed

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A long time ago, I was at a place that had free wi-fi, on the condition that you had to provide an email address.  I did, and I was apparently put on the Scoutmob mailing list, but seeing as how I do like the foods, I figured it doesn’t hurt to find out what gems there are in the city.

The other day, this restaurant was the joint of the day, to be offering 50% off with the code.  I shit you not, but this is the actual name of an establishment down here in Atlanta.  Boners BBQ.  If I had a sip of  a drink in my mouth when I saw the email headline, I probably would have snorted it up my sinuses, or spit it out outright.  I could not believe this.

I fancy myself somewhat savvy to good eateries in Atlanta, but this one has completely slipped underneath the radar.  What’s more impressive is the fact that they’re a block east from Turner Field, and I never once have heard about it until recently.  Sure, it’s in the same parking lot where T.I.’s little brother gets gunned down in the cheap blaxploitation flick ATL, but hey, gentrification has to start somewhere.

I must sample this place out now.  Furthermore, I demand that I get a t-shirt.  I’ll enjoy having it, but never wear it, much like my “Ride the S.L.U.T.” (South Lake Union Trolley (Seattle, Washington)) shirt.  I really hope that their food doesn’t suck, so I can competently suggest this place to friends and visitors.

I blame the weeaboos

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Passing through downtown, I saw a restaurant that’s going to be opening soon.  The name of the restaurant literally means “mom” in Korean (not pictured above).  So obviously, this is going to be a Korean restaurant.

“Korean / Japanese Restaurant”

Okay, this shit pisses me off.  Everyone knows that this restaurant is going to be 95% (probably poorly made) Korean food, but have a guy on site to cut raw fish and pass it off as sushi.  Why pretty much every Korean restaurant in the United States needs to add the slash-Japanese to their description is purely beyond me, and it agitates the fuck out of me.

Korean food is fucking awesome.  Korean barbecue is better than Japanese hibachi any day of the week and fifty times on Sunday.  Korean soups and stews are hearty and satisfying, while the Japanese renditions of such are watery and minimalist.  Japanese food is hipster feed.  Korean food is soul food.  Good food.

Fuck Japanese food.  Why Korean restaurants denigrate themselves by feeling the necessity to add Japanese to their description is completely beyond me, but if I can help it, I won’t ever eat at any Korean / Japanese restaurants.  I’m proud of my Korean heritage, and I wish the people that ran these fucking restaurants would be proud of theirs too, to where they’d be proud to serve Korean food to people of other races with confidence and pride, and without the veiled deception that adding loosely Japanese items would draw them in instead.

I blame weeaboos, and anyone who watched Lost in Translation and thinks everything is better if it’s Japanese for creating this stigma that Japanese shit is so great.  It pains me to see Korean restaurateurs feel the need to add / Japanese to their names thinking it would enhance their business.  If I ever opened a Korean restaurant, I would proudly declare it as such.  I would give it a Romanized name based off of an appropriate Korean word, but underneath it would say “FUCKING KOREAN FOOD RESTAURANT.”  And if any weeaboos or any similar noobs enter my establishment and try to order a fucking bento box or yakisoba, I’ll kick them the fuck out, and dispute the shit out of their one-star Yelps.

Korean food is the best food in all of Asia.  The sooner people realize this, the better off the world will be.

Photos: Miami trip, Day 1

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This is a real-life alligator, in its natural habitat, in the Florida Everglades.  When I took this picture, it was literally three feet away from me, and if you can’t tell, it is staring right at me, since I was sitting at the edge of the airboat that I was riding, on tour of the Everglades.  In the wild, alligators are not afraid of humans, and act accordingly to intruders on silly airboats, daring anything to come into the water and not immediately be brought down on the food chain.

It was quite fascinating overall, and a fun experience seeing gators in the wild, but that was only one of the things that I did in my first day in Miami.  Naturally as is the norm with all my summer travels, there was baseball involved, and then an evening spent at an improv comedy show, topped off my Colombian hot dogs.

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Photos: Annual Fireworks Party

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Tradition is important to this jaded brogger.  So without much fail, it’s kind of an institution down in Zombieland that we get a whole bunch of fireworks from South Carolina, and blow them up on the weekend of July 4th, since July 4th this year is on a fucking Monday.  That being said, like for the last few years, we get a bunch of people down at our place, and shoot of fireworks with good food, drinks, snacks, and company, and it’s only a matter of time before it devolves into writing out goofy words with sparklers.  But we were ready this time – there was a tripod for my camera.

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Photos: D.C. Barbecue Battle, Aberdeen Baseball Heaven

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A visit into D.C. for Safeway’s Barbecue Battle turns into a celebration of smoky meat and other delicious barbecue, and then me asserting my dominance over the lesser beings of the food chain, by participating in a Man v. Food Nation eating competition of eating hot wings against the clock.

And then Huzzard and I travel up to Aberdeen, Maryland, to visit the home of the Ripken Family Baseball Academy, as well as the short-season Aberdeen IronBirds developmental Orioles team.

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