There are things that matter to you, and things that matter to the people you love. It's not that there are things that don't matter, it's that you don't love enough.

The great cheesesteak quest lasted about two and a half years. Out of those adventures, we came away with three cheesesteaks that we could all stand behind, but still argue their comparable merits vehemently. 4.0 was one of the last places discovered, being that it is also the furthest. That probably kept our visits from being more regular ( Read more... )

The Cottage isn't really a place that I would have thought to ever go to. It's a place that I never would have thought that I'd like. It belongs to that family of breakfast joint that appears down-home, appears approachable, appears health conscious, but is not any one of those things ( Read more... )

Nestled in the heart of Convoy is a happy little Japanese noodle shop. This place is a lunch staple for the work gang. If you're hungry, the lunch specials are affordable and plentiful. You can start with a 6 dollar bowl of ramen and from there add in mabo tofu, stewed pork, or just extra meat for a few bucks. You can also add a bowl of rice ( Read more... )

Celadon resides on 5th Avenue, next to the Tractor Room, up the street from Hash House. This is where Slim and I went on one of our first dates. I love the black and white decor, and the music usually isn't half bad. I think there's a piano in the front lounge, but I've never seen heads or tails of a pianist ( Read more... )

Hidden in the new polish of Little Italy is a hole in the wall with the tastiest italian sausage sanwiches in San Diego. Most likely, Pete himself will greet you upon entry, with a handshake if you're regular ( Read more... )

I'm feeling kind of down tonight. Came out of Harry Potter a little disaffected. We left the 12, Slim and I, and cruised down Nobel, headed to Convoy by way of the 805. This is an old route for me from numerous bygone eras. Alot of memories came out and snapped into place, with a majority of them leaving me thinking what might have been. And ( Read more... )

The classic trip: all the way down to Lemon Grove to a place that specializes in the fried pork delicacy, Carnitas. Typically an hour of driving for lunch requires some kind of occasion, but a visit to the king of pork is an occasion all its own. Buried off the path, past the off brand shopping, past the trophy store, it is easy to miss unless ( Read more... )

Western Steak Burger is located in the bosom of University Heights and North Park. On University and Idaho, the place definitely has some of that good ol' quality to it. The fare is an amalgamation of burgers, greek, and east coastish. Their burgers are top notch, but that much is obvious since it merits mention. The real charm of the menu is ( Read more... )

The impetus to write these things are fleeting at best. Oh, the ideas I have! But rarely do they coalesce into anything substantial enough for catharsis. I write these things for me, but I like that you read them too ( Read more... )