Ococo, 23 July 2025
You know I've been saying this for years:
Couple things to note there: First of all, yes, I didn't live alone alone until I was thirty four. I always had some degree of roommate, housemate, or shared kitchen / bathroom situation before that. Secondly, I was thirty nine when I tweeted this; I'm just reflecting back on that first Xmas.
Maybe things are different in Thailand because this place offers (sometimes) breakfast. HOWEVER, most of it's like bacon, egg, and cheese, ham, egg, and cheese, yada yada yada. This is a moo ping muffin, moo ping presented here as a Thai sausage patty.
To make a long story short, there was nobody at the counter so I had to walk to the front door and order at the kiosk and when the dude came out with my receipt, breathing through his mouth, he reached up into a plastic display case, from which he extraxcts this little pre-wrapped thing and hands it to me.
While it was hot, I had no way of knowing how freshly this was made and I ate only half of it before throwing it away because I got all paranoid about this thing just sitting at room temperature for an unknown amount of time.
Tasted alright. Didn't get sick.
Real glowing endorsement, I know.
The Brothers Deli, 25 July 2025
That's a pastrami, egg, and cheese bagel.
I watched the dude make it.
He scrambled three eggs for this.
This is what you eat when you go on the OMAD diet.
It was just OK.
El Cubano, 26 July 2025
You know Kath and I don't know exactly when our anniversary is? It's like two weeks after her birthday so we kind of go with a day that's convenient to that date. This year, it was a Saturday. So, after months of on-again / off-again "Hey, babe, you wanna"s and "Hey, babe, what do you think about"s, we finally went to El Cubano. On the Saturday we think was our anniversary.
That's the El Dominicano, listed on the menu as:
Roast pork, ham, swiss cheese, pickles, lettuce, tomatoes, raw onions, mustard and mayonnaise on Cuban bread. Served with yuca and our in-house Mojito dip.
I don't know what adding lettuce -
- mayo, onion, and tomato does to move this from Cuba to the Dominican Republic (Do they not have those things in Cuba?) but I'm not complaining. Kath got a traditional Cubano. We both agreed that this was worth the trip and that we'll probably come back.
I mean we said that, yeah, but this is West Saint Paul, which, if you're not from here, is not western Saint Paul, no. It's a suburb of Saint Paul directly south of downtown Saint Paul which is in eastern Saint Paul. So, where does South Saint Paul go? Good question. It goes due east of West Saint Paul, instead of south of it. So, then where does East Saint Paul go? It doesn't because North Saint Paul is east of Saint Paul... on the other side of Maplewood.
What I'm getting at is that if this place were in western Saint Paul, you know, just across the river, we'd fucking bike there. Every weekend. But it's not. It's in West Saint Paul. South of downtown Saint Paul which is in eastern Saint Paul, north of Babani's.
The real supporting actor of this single-season mystery / thriller that originally aired on a network that nobody's ever heard of and doesn't exist anymore so now it's streaming on Tubi (where it gets interrupted by the same Trivago commercial with the two guys with the insane veneers at least twice) and went on to land guest star roles in single episodes of dramas named after different cities' emergency services which is a step up, paycheck-wise, from what they were doing before this series that was so obscure that there wasn't even a fan campaign to bring the show back for a second season and you wonder if it's just a mini-series based off a book because that would explain that part of it but it isn't and they really kind of carried this show so you're wondering how the fuck it is that all they're getting cast as now is "Parent Of Missing Child #3" or "Forest Fire Smoke Inhalation Victim #4" are the yucca fries with the mojito sauce, which I think is just onion and olive oil.
This was worth going to West Saint Paul for (making this our first [and probably only] West Saint Paul entry) and I would encourage you to give them your money.
United Noodle, 30 July 2025
PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE UNAVAILABLE
I went in to get my fancy West Indies sody pops and they had these bánh mì just chilling in a rack at - ugh - room temperature but the sandwiches were labeled with times on them. My bulgogi bánh mì was prepped at 2:13PM and needed to be enjoyed by 6:13PM.
I took it to the restaurant Kath works at and split it with her. Wasn't bad for $7.99. I also didn't die. Go give these a shot.
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