Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
I prayed to an angel @ Soul Slam on Saturday
Best party ever. Next time. Flask in my fannpack for when the bar closes. Tuesday crew was reppin. So good. So. good.
Friday, September 18, 2009
NYC Freewrite Part 2
Saturday:
I figure I should write about the rest of my New York trip, before it becomes irrelavent. I guess I'll get to the good part when I finally at the Arroz con Pollo that I've been waiting for all year. Last year I was watching a Bobby Flay Throwdown episode and the featured challenge was La Fond Boricua in Harlem. I've had Arroz con Pollo Mexican style, but this particular one looked like heaven. So I tried to make it and it became so Arroz con NO NO.
Deceptively it looks good, but there was a lot of special Puerto Rican spices that were missing. They just have proper sofrito stuff in Filipino ass Daly City. Plus I slightly burned the rice, and the whole thing was like Chick Cacciatore on rice. Arroz con Pollo fail.
Now take a look at exhibit two. The real thing. The holy grail. *cue angels singing* So pretty so perfect.
After Despo and Chelle let me have my happy moment in Harlem. We went back to Manhattan to go to this spot called Bob's. The music was cool. Too bad there were a bunch of folks there that didn't know how to dance to it. Yeah I was hating, but me and Chelle got our bay area swag on we danced the shit out of that night. I notice that New York nightlife is super ADD. Folks don't seem to stay at a spot for very long, because there are so many other clubs near by, and everything closes at 4AM. It was the hunt for the right vibe, crowed, music, and drinks. Chelle and I decided to take a shot at every spot that we went to, damn it, why did Patron have to cost $11 a shot. Ouch.
This was the song of the night for sure. I don't if it's because it's his new song, but it perfectly complimented my thoughts and mood.
I passed out in a vogue pose. On the bed. I woke up about three hours later. Ouch. No sleep till Brooklyn.
I figure I should write about the rest of my New York trip, before it becomes irrelavent. I guess I'll get to the good part when I finally at the Arroz con Pollo that I've been waiting for all year. Last year I was watching a Bobby Flay Throwdown episode and the featured challenge was La Fond Boricua in Harlem. I've had Arroz con Pollo Mexican style, but this particular one looked like heaven. So I tried to make it and it became so Arroz con NO NO.
Deceptively it looks good, but there was a lot of special Puerto Rican spices that were missing. They just have proper sofrito stuff in Filipino ass Daly City. Plus I slightly burned the rice, and the whole thing was like Chick Cacciatore on rice. Arroz con Pollo fail.
Now take a look at exhibit two. The real thing. The holy grail. *cue angels singing* So pretty so perfect.
After Despo and Chelle let me have my happy moment in Harlem. We went back to Manhattan to go to this spot called Bob's. The music was cool. Too bad there were a bunch of folks there that didn't know how to dance to it. Yeah I was hating, but me and Chelle got our bay area swag on we danced the shit out of that night. I notice that New York nightlife is super ADD. Folks don't seem to stay at a spot for very long, because there are so many other clubs near by, and everything closes at 4AM. It was the hunt for the right vibe, crowed, music, and drinks. Chelle and I decided to take a shot at every spot that we went to, damn it, why did Patron have to cost $11 a shot. Ouch.
This was the song of the night for sure. I don't if it's because it's his new song, but it perfectly complimented my thoughts and mood.
I passed out in a vogue pose. On the bed. I woke up about three hours later. Ouch. No sleep till Brooklyn.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
NYC Freewrite Part 1 from 9th Street Espresso East Village
Thursday Night:
I love coming here. This time around I get to spend time with local folks. Michelle and Despo have been kind enough to let me stay at their wonderful condo in Bronxville. Apparently Beyonce and Jay Z have a house that is close by. These two know the key to my heffer heart, as they follow chefs like fashionistas follow designers. They are in the know of what is good to eat, and which restaurant just opened and closed. At a moments notice these two can pick a spot that will fit your palate and your budget. In a town where there is someplace to eat at every corner, I am easily impressed that these two are so in the know.
They took me to Momofuku owned by the famous David Chang. He was featured in an episode of No Reservations, and apparently has a cult following here in NYC. Famous for pan asian dishes without falling in the dreadful category of white washed "fusion" I heard he makes about $300,000 a year on his pork buns alone, which is his most famous dish. Man, once I had a bite. I shook my head. I having a Chinese pork bun made by a Korean and I'm not even mad :) It's that good. His ramen is the closet that I've had since I've been back from Tokyo. He got the flavor and the noodles right. The only thing that was missing was the special hot sauce. Definitely memorable. We went to his bakery after dinner. As if I had any room. His cakes and icecreams are different. Cereal milk flavored soft serve ice cream? It literally tasted like I just finished a bowl of frosted flakes. His chocolate chip cake though... ooooh so good. Yellow cake. YUM. I am now a fan of David Chang.
Friday:
Started with pizza in the Bronx at Jaspers. Flat bread pizza with no sauce. Just garlic and cheese and with herbs, different but yum. Walked around SOHO. Bought a dress that is gonna set me back in my finances, but hey I can't get that dress in SF. Resolution #1 when I get back to SF I need to treat my bank account better. After SOHO went to NYC MOMA which is free on Fridays after 5PM. Ridiculously crowded, but I got to see all of my favorites, Rivera, Kahlo, Warhol, Van Gough, and Matisse. After MOMA went to meet up with my girl Rosa in the East Village. I haven't seen this girl in 6 years, but she is still as energetic and vivacious as the day we first met. I joke that it's weird to see her as this woman with all this sexual magnetism, cussing like a sailor with such New York intensity. Apparently a lot has changed since High School. We met up with two of her friend and walked the shit out of Brooklyn. If one spot didn't work then we went to some other spot or some other bar. Feet were killing. Shots and cocktails numbed the pain for a bit only to wake up with a hug blister. Rosa with her 6 floor walk up and a closet sized bedroom. Interesting night indeed.
Will write more adventures later. Gonna eat some bomb ass arroz con pollo that I saw in the Bobby Flay throwdown episode. When I meet this arroz con pollo. I'm gonna say. Baby I've waiting for you a long time. Lets make love. LOL. As you can tell my mind and body is running on low battery. Lets continue this later.
I love coming here. This time around I get to spend time with local folks. Michelle and Despo have been kind enough to let me stay at their wonderful condo in Bronxville. Apparently Beyonce and Jay Z have a house that is close by. These two know the key to my heffer heart, as they follow chefs like fashionistas follow designers. They are in the know of what is good to eat, and which restaurant just opened and closed. At a moments notice these two can pick a spot that will fit your palate and your budget. In a town where there is someplace to eat at every corner, I am easily impressed that these two are so in the know.
They took me to Momofuku owned by the famous David Chang. He was featured in an episode of No Reservations, and apparently has a cult following here in NYC. Famous for pan asian dishes without falling in the dreadful category of white washed "fusion" I heard he makes about $300,000 a year on his pork buns alone, which is his most famous dish. Man, once I had a bite. I shook my head. I having a Chinese pork bun made by a Korean and I'm not even mad :) It's that good. His ramen is the closet that I've had since I've been back from Tokyo. He got the flavor and the noodles right. The only thing that was missing was the special hot sauce. Definitely memorable. We went to his bakery after dinner. As if I had any room. His cakes and icecreams are different. Cereal milk flavored soft serve ice cream? It literally tasted like I just finished a bowl of frosted flakes. His chocolate chip cake though... ooooh so good. Yellow cake. YUM. I am now a fan of David Chang.
Friday:
Started with pizza in the Bronx at Jaspers. Flat bread pizza with no sauce. Just garlic and cheese and with herbs, different but yum. Walked around SOHO. Bought a dress that is gonna set me back in my finances, but hey I can't get that dress in SF. Resolution #1 when I get back to SF I need to treat my bank account better. After SOHO went to NYC MOMA which is free on Fridays after 5PM. Ridiculously crowded, but I got to see all of my favorites, Rivera, Kahlo, Warhol, Van Gough, and Matisse. After MOMA went to meet up with my girl Rosa in the East Village. I haven't seen this girl in 6 years, but she is still as energetic and vivacious as the day we first met. I joke that it's weird to see her as this woman with all this sexual magnetism, cussing like a sailor with such New York intensity. Apparently a lot has changed since High School. We met up with two of her friend and walked the shit out of Brooklyn. If one spot didn't work then we went to some other spot or some other bar. Feet were killing. Shots and cocktails numbed the pain for a bit only to wake up with a hug blister. Rosa with her 6 floor walk up and a closet sized bedroom. Interesting night indeed.
Will write more adventures later. Gonna eat some bomb ass arroz con pollo that I saw in the Bobby Flay throwdown episode. When I meet this arroz con pollo. I'm gonna say. Baby I've waiting for you a long time. Lets make love. LOL. As you can tell my mind and body is running on low battery. Lets continue this later.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
So I got the dance piece
It's in my head. Amel Larrieux. Oh boy. Got the chills just thinking about it. Need a dance partner. Damn it.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Top 5 Routines "So You Think You Can Dance"
Since America's Best Dance Crew has been tepid and uninspiring, last night's episode of "So You Think You Can Dance": Nigel's top 15 routines finally brought the inspiration I've been craving.
Here are my top 5 out of Nigel's 15. I wish I choreographed these pieces. I wish I performed them.
#1 Jeanine and Jason:This is my #1 becuase it's the dance about love that I always wanted to do. And.... it's hot.
#2 Katie and Joshua: This is the best modern choreography I've ever seen on this show.
For the most part I really like this show, but often don't have the patience to sit through a lot of the corny or crap choreography. They invite all of these big name choreographers that experiment with obscure concepts, and it often translates into something stupid. Yeah I know I'm a hater. People either like watching these shows with me or they hate it. Sorry I was a dancer before anything else, and I have some strong commentary.
However, out of all the dance shows on T.V. SYTYCD is good at showing the rigor and the capacity that it takes to be a great dancer. They have the best dancers on T.V. hands down. It makes me sad that the winners often go into obscurity, and really make no other impact after the show. They win a whole bunch of money, and then they don't do anything else. I know a dancer is not equivalent to a rock star, but at least its getting to an era where a dancer is more than just the background. Many of the pieces of this show have won or have been nominated for Emmys. I'm excited to see this new era of dance.
Here are my top 5 out of Nigel's 15. I wish I choreographed these pieces. I wish I performed them.
#1 Jeanine and Jason:This is my #1 becuase it's the dance about love that I always wanted to do. And.... it's hot.
#2 Katie and Joshua: This is the best modern choreography I've ever seen on this show.
#3Kayla and Kupono: Addiction. Haunting. Chilling. Brilliant
#4 Mark and Chelsie Bleeding Love: This could have been really corny, but I couldn't stop loving it. I hate this song, but I love this routine. The story line was so clear, and with hip hop it's hard to translate certain concepts. Nigel categorized this as "Lyrical Hip Hop"I don't know about all of that. It's debatable. I took a workshop by Tabitha Duomo one of the choreographers for this piece. She took my breath away, and did the same for this routine.
#5 Danny and Lacey Samba: Samba is one of my favorite Latin Dances. I would say it's my favorite, but I love Argentine tango just a little more. This is my favorite Latin dance routine.
#4 Mark and Chelsie Bleeding Love: This could have been really corny, but I couldn't stop loving it. I hate this song, but I love this routine. The story line was so clear, and with hip hop it's hard to translate certain concepts. Nigel categorized this as "Lyrical Hip Hop"I don't know about all of that. It's debatable. I took a workshop by Tabitha Duomo one of the choreographers for this piece. She took my breath away, and did the same for this routine.
#5 Danny and Lacey Samba: Samba is one of my favorite Latin Dances. I would say it's my favorite, but I love Argentine tango just a little more. This is my favorite Latin dance routine.
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