If you know us, chances are you have heard us extol the many virtues of the latest pop-up food joint that we've visited 4 times in 3 days, or at the very least, you've shared a delicious meal with us. We are only human, and we can't have a meal with everyone, mostly because we have sudden and crippling social anxiety attacks. We are safe here behind our computer screen.
The idea for this blog came about the other night in one of our many egotistical, Mexican coke (the soda, not the drug)-fueled rants, as we sat in a newly opened restaurant, telling ourselves that we can TOTALLY be like Robert Irvine on Restaurant: Impossible and go into restaurants and be like, “this pasta sauce is tasteless and 40% of your staff has body odor, so let’s do this on a shockingly small budget, re-upholster your booths, paint the walls, and fix the menu!” After googling “how to become restaurant critics” and realizing we didn’t have the time or the ADHD medications to handle that, we settled on writing this blog.
Please bear with us, because the pressure to be the voice of our generation's food scene is a heavy burden to bear. For now, it’s a great way for us to let local shop owners and vendors know what we’re thinking when we eat there, and to keep in touch with our mostly out of town family, and perhaps remind them why they should be happy we don’t live near them.
Prease to enjoy the food and lifestyle witticisms of a half painfully white, half Japanese woman and her distinguished (read: elderly) Jewish husband.
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