Saturday March 6, 2010

Well since I went to bed at 10:30 I was awake at the crack of dawn. I hit the gym and then met my friend Mike, the owner of Tivoli for a beer and lunch at Funky Garcia’s. They have these delicious little street tacos that I could have eaten about 12 of.

This was the Al Pastor taco, a little spicy for me, but I am a wimp. You should try it.

We had a few beers and a couple of shots of Patron Cafe. Holy shit that does not even taste like tequila!

Kim had introduced me to it a few months ago and I always forget to suggest it when someone is trying to jam tequila shots down my throat. Tequila is the one liquor that I had a bad experience with when I was in high school and cannot get past. I generally only drink it when I am in Mexico because  you really don’t have a choice. Anyways, one thing led to another and Mike told me all about the bartender/restaurant convention in Vegas on Monday. Hmmm. Guess what? I have some free time! Oh really, you have an extra room at the Encore? Wow how convenient! Hey Mike, I am going to Vegas with you and your brothers

I love circus mirrors. My legs look so long and sexy.

The hot bartender named Tracy, go stop in and say hi to her. Plus she has a huge rack…

After a little while, the mo’s called us to Hillcrest and we met up with some of the people from Big Bear weekend and had a snack and another drink at Baja Betty’s. Now at this point, I am in dire need of a nap and need to be ready for my niece Jessica and her bf Blaine to come to my loft and head out to dinner and to On Broadway. We went for sushi at Ra (I always love bringing new people out for sushi when they are too intimidated to order on their own, I steer them to at least one raw roll and they usually love it.) We went to the most miserable nightclub on earth after that where 3 of their friends were kicked out of the club within an hour. I used to come to this place all the time. It was the worst! It’s an old bank and they have turned the vault downstairs into a hip hop room or something, so I took a photo of the actual lock. Mind you Jessica’s friend punched the glass on the thing moments later and got himself escorted out of the building. Good times. Amateur hour!

I love the women’s bathroom here, too. Great lighting.

We ended up going to Nunu’s in Bankers Hill because the downtown club scene was just too annoying for all three of us. Ran into Jason (@sneakyme) and another guy I met a few months ago randomly in a downtown bar and of course, my favorite Banker’s Hill bartender, Doug. Being friends with bartenders is dangerous.

I stayed in bed til 1:30 pm on Sunday and tried to go clean out my office but I was too hungover to move.

UGH.

Saturday 1.23.10

Tommy and his peeps from LA wanted to eat at On The Border for some god awful reason so we got the troops together and headed to Mission Valley. By the time we were halfway through brunch and had managed to offend everyone in the patio area sitting near us, the gay porn stars had decided to stay another night and were going to run around Hillcrest in Suite703 attire and continue promoting the relaunch. As you can imagine, this turned into utter chaos and debauchery. I will spare you most of the photos… I have the photos of the boys making out  stashed on my computer for my private collection

We hit Fiesta Cantina and met some nice lesbians.

You know I love reflection pictures.

Here we are looking pretty put-together. It was early still.

LA Jenn

Jonathan doing an amazing job at getting us new customers.

Urban Mo’s

There was an episode of Top Chef last season where they had to deconstruct classic dishes… this is deconstructed onion rings. lol (I would link to the episode but I STILL haven’t finished watching last season on dvr and I am afraid to go to their website.)

We then trekked over to Baja Betty’s and I saw the tiniest pair of UGG boots. I think they are so ugly… unless they are this size. Then they are ok.

The boys were sick of Mexican food so we  decided to eat some grub at Ono Sushi. I have eaten there no less than 100 times and know everyone  so I immediately walked in and apologized in advance to the manager Mark for what was about to happen. He bought us a vat of cold sake and we ordered a shitload of delicious sushi. I love that place and the best rolls there are the Triple Fantasy and the Munchi Roll. Dee-LISH!

I ducked out super early and gave Tommy money to entertain the boys for the rest of the night … We need to hire a babysitter.

Friday 1.15.10

Well today was the big day that Tommy and I had been furiously working towards. There were many people involved but he and I had been spearheading this project for close to 6 months now. We have been trying to stay afloat with our own duties all the while creating this thing we are both so passionate about. Thank you to the others involved (only a few who actually read this blog, thank you Taylor!)… we are really going to kick some ass now.

We decided to head out for happy hour in the gayborhood (shocker) so we met Chris and Rich and Jennki Jen at Baja Betty’s. We had a small snack and headed over to Urban Mo’s for a little while before Tommy and I almost fell over from exhaustion. (But not before I smooched and mooched a free drink from my new favorite bartender and bff Wes.) I think Vegas finally caught up to both of us. An early night but here are a few cute pics for you:

There is this awesome shuttle thingy that takes customers between the bars on University.

Chris and I ended up taking a taxi because the kid in the front seat was apparently on a “date” with the driver! lol CLASSY.

Saturday 1.2.10 and Sunday 1.3.10

On Saturday night we celebrated Alicia’s 39^th birthday at Taka Sushi downtown. Taka has some of the best raw fish in San Diego and it is Alicia’s favorite place to eat it. We indulged in the lobster dynamite

and a giant platter of delicious yumminess

worthy of mention is the second roll from the top/left called the Special Battera roll which is to die for despite the fact that they use that imitation crab stuff. I also love the uni here…sea urchin… I can always count on it to be perfect and never scary. I have a new love affair with sea urchin after Chris had me try it here one night a few years ago. (I do not, however, have the same love affair with ankimo, the other shit he made me try)

After dinner and a bunch of sake and beer we trekked over to Tivoli (wow, I really am a creature of habit) where we ran into the most interesting man in the world.

Here are 4 old friends who used to work in the stupid photo lab at Long’s Drugs many moons ago and our little eskimo friend Sandee on the right.

We went to East Village Tavern to do some bowling…. Is she not the cutest thing ever in her socks and bowling shoes?

I personally hate bowling because one time when I was about 10 years old I got a 2. That’s right. TWO. I opted to sit on the bench and chat with Jarin and Jason, my other downtown rat friends. A good time was had by all.

On Sunday morning, Carly Parker took the train down to visit and we went to brunch at Baja Betty’s in Hillcrest. Tommy met up with us and later we went to Red Pearl Kitchen downtown where Carly ordered dessert in the middle of dinner and then refused to share with any of us. Rude.

RPK has a bunch of Asian style tapas and we pigged out…. I had to get the fried rice with bacon in it.

We ordered wine (half price on Sundays! bonus!) and then took cabs up to Hillcrest so we could gay it up some more in preparation for our project. At that point Carly was a wee bit too drunk to be out in pulic so I took her home and put her to bed.

Oh, but I didn’t stay with her, it was early… I took a cab back to Urban Mo’s and continued the evening Here I am about to inject a giant syringe of nasty Jell-O shot. puke.

Friday 1.1.10

The morning began with me at Ralph’s trying to take the shopping cart outside of the store and being told by a really hot guy that they wheels lock up when they hit the sidewalk. Oh I bet I looked cool ramming my gut into the handle. The cab driver picked me up and of course my guests were arriving for the biscuits and gravy challenge on time. Ugh. Tommy was here to redeem himself from the debacle of the dessert party challenge. He had claimed that his biscuits and gravy were better than Chris’s. Long story short, they were but everyone except me was too afraid to vote for Chris over Tommy. I can say this freely because Chris does not read my blog. So F him.

Tommy’s (saltier and yummier but he cheated and his Mom made the biscuits)

Chris’s (you would think he would have won because he served it with bacon, but the salt was missing from the gravy)

We ate a bunch, drank more champagne and wine, suffered through no dishwasher at my new place (NOT the way to live!) and watched a few episodes of Top Chef Las Vegas. (yes I know, the season has been over for quite some time. I am a very busy woman)

We then headed to Hillcrest again for another evening of recruiting for our project. Jessica the bartender from the Chee-Chee was at Baja Betty’s, random as hell. It appears as though I am stalking her now.

Rich and Tommy looking cute

Me and my mo’s

Wes the hot bodied barternder from Urban Mo’s.

We ended up at Fiesta Cantina, of course and naturally I licked someone. huh? ok time for bed missy.

Chris and Rich adopted me for the night and I passed out on their couch at 8 pm. They woke me up for snacks at 9pm and then again at 10pm. I love my friends who worry about my malnourishment.

Don’t you love how all of the links in the last week have been the same fucking places. Ugh, those people must be sick of me.