Soo…I’ve been really busy. Between school, work, and job-hunting, I haven’t had much free time to keep up here, but I’ll try to start writing more again, it’s good for me. And for you.
Friday night, a bunch of us took Yi’s friend from high school out to dinner at Garden Fresh, the vegan Chinese restaurant. Despite it being Friday night, we managed to get a table for our eight person beast of a group, and after we placed our order, the waitress brought out cups of corn soup. FO’ FREE.
I never complain about anything that’s free, and it was super nice of them to just give us eight soups, so it was too bad the corn soup was about as good as this picture turned out - sort of a lukewarm, bland, corn-starchy soup-ish liquid. The last time we came, I had the hot-and-sour soup, which was actually decent, so if you go for a soup, go for the hot-and-sour. Look at me, dishing knowledge left and right. I’ll learn all of you yet.
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The morning after the last dinner party, I went to the Hobee’s in Town & Country for breakfast with Ali. It was my first time at Hobee’s, and Ali was pumping up the blueberry coffee cake (which comes as a side to almost every dish), so I took her advice and had the coffee cake with my chicken-apple sausages, eggs, and home fries. Taking terrible pictures/not taking pictures at all seemed to be a trend for the weekend, so I don’t have any pictures of my massive hunk of blueberry coffee cake that was served with a little mountain of butter on the side, but I imagine this is what I looked like when I saw it:
The girl behind me is also dumbstruck by the coffee cake.
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Once upon a time, Miriam sent out an email to the Gilroy Garlic Festival-ers to let us know about the Eat Real Street Food Festival that was coming up.
Street food?! I LOVE STREET FOOD! I was in, everyone else was in, and it looked like the weekend was going to be pretty solid.
And then we thought about making the trip out to Oakland really worth it, deciding to spend the night in SF and go clubbing. OHHH MAN, WE GETTING CRAAZY NOW.
But before we get to that, fooding.
Eat Real Festival
We wanted to beat the lunch time rush, so Saturday morning, we dragged ourselves out of bed at waytooearlyforsaturdaymorning o’clock, picked up Miriam and Cindy, and pulled in to Oakland about an hour later. We walked out from the parking garage to find ourselves right in front of the truck I’d been most excited about trying, Chairman Bao - FATE.
Ever since I had those Mr. Pibb and Red Vines (aka crazy delicious) pork buns at Momofuku Noodle Bar, I have been haunted in my dreams by the memory of those lusciously fatty hunks of pork belly on pillowy soft buns. HAUNTED YO, HAUNTED. So, when I creeped on Chairman Bao’s website a couple of days before the festival and saw that they were going to have pork belly buns, I knew that even if I didn’t get anything else at Eat Real, I was going to have a pork belly bun.
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