hey ladies...
the poobah is back in his house after a week in California....
Bigmista(Neil), me and Mook(Vince) went out Wednesday night to Rajin Cajun in hermosa beaach.. MoFo was coming but he wussed out.
First think mista did was order a bowl of gator. looked at me and said "U eating gator". Well I aint saying no to no one wearing a superbowl ring(kinda). Gator was good, kinda like chicken flavor calimari. Then i got the bright idea of the Sefood sampler appitizer with craqwfish, catfish and shrimp... we chowed down on that for a while, then the waitress comes for our order. My brain being bigger than my sotmach ordera a bowl of gumbo and a shrimp creole platter, with jambalaya and beans. Damn, i been on Atkins for a year, cant eat that mcuh. I ate more that night than i usually do in 2 days. Got back to the hotel and passed out face down fully dressed on the bed till morning. Gut was so big that it had my butt in the air waiting for someone to stick a flag in it and stake claim. That aint a pretty site..
another lesson I learned about Los angeles. Mexican / tex-mex is big there... lots of great authentic stuff.... But there is not one restaurant in L.A. that will serve a Burrito that is fit for the consumption of ONE human being. 4 Maybe, but not one. Burritos come in the various sizes that can are compared to things like office furniture and SUV's. The may as wel come with wheels, cause ya cant carry sonme of them suckers out. I attempted to finish a butito that would not fit in the back of my rented mustang. :wink: Tacos on the other hand are little handfuls that you just pop like buffalo turds or white castles.
thursday night SoCalcraigster came out of Lurk mode. We set up to meet in Westwood, a UCLA college town. Called Mista, who was all up for it soon as he got the kitchen pass form MrsMista. Met her from from the convertable as she waved form the Balcony. Hey MrsMistA!!!!.. IM taking your man to a college town loaded with 19-22 year old ladies in skimpy outfits. !! :twisted: Mook was layin low.. Mofo chose to spend the night upgrading a PC instead of eating... tsk tsk..(wuss again.. :wink: ) After wandering around this place loaded with college girls in miniskirts and realized we are old enuf to be A- their father. B - their chaparone(sp) c - horny old oggling perverts. D - sugar Daddy.
We wished for D but were just C.
Night consisted of hangin, bullshootin, eatin at a burger joint in one place and a load of chicken wings in another.... them wings were brought to us by a waitress that dropped out of heaven. Damn to be 22 again..
Mista is one smooth talker.. he had that ladies attention.... i thought he was gonna have that waitress either sign him up to be here sugar daddy, or she was gonna stuff the jalepeno poppers in his nostrils. I was hoping for the later.
Craig and I just kept woofin down the wings till I overflowed and he loaded up.
A night of the brethren... times to remeber and have again.. will be shouting out again at my next trip in july-august.
An as usual.. first time we meet a brother.. aint no weirdness...theres none of them first time awkwardness...... its like we knew each other for years... The mark of "The Brethren"!!!