Surprisingly, AH, who is Japanese, has never had Japanese fried chicken.
So, I took it upon myself to introduce her to some of her people’s deliciousness, and also to satisfy a craving =)
Met up my kickboxing friend for dinner. Since he has a fight coming up soon and has to cut weight, we kept the carbs to a minimum. Instead, gorged on pork belly. Delicious.
Kobawoo. 698 S Vermont Ave, Ste 109, Los Angeles, CA 90005
It’s been about 2 years since the last time we were here.
Perused the special St–Estèphe menu, that chef John Sendler resurrected for the month of September, to celebrate the 30th anniversary of the birthplace of modern Southwest cuisine. Despite even the prices being the same as in 1981, we passed. We, or rather I and I dragged her along, intended to eat the pibil!