I mean, I keep telling myself I can quit whenever I want, but I keep going back and time after time those guys melt my brain. I don’t think I can quit.
Last night, I was eating one of guest chef Ryan Farr’s homemade hot dogs, and Johnny Cash’s “When the Man Comes Around” came on behind me. It was the perfect aural-oral mashup. If you’re gonna die happy, die happy with “When the Man Comes Around” in your ears and Ryan Farr’s hot dog in your mouth.
But then, the BBBLT came out. I’m pretty sure there was something good on the stereo at that point too, but hell if I remember what it was, for the BBBLT consumed all of my sensory perceptions even as I consumed it.
Somehow I made it home safe.
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Bunrab’s. (Thanks for the photo.)
“If you’re gonna die happy, die happy with “When the Man Comes Around” in your ears and Ryan Farr’s hot dog in your mouth.” That may be the greatest out of context sentence of all time.
I’m bummed I missed out this week, but luckily there’s always time next.
I second Devin’s motion. That was a pretty hot sentence, Allan. Mmm. Hot dog in my mouth.
During the BBBLT, it was Bob Seger’s Night Moves.
Our table must have been the only one disappointed in last night’s MSF. Not in the food – the food was fantastic – but the service was atrocious. Not only was our server clueless – he asked if we had gotten all of our food when we had hardly gotten our drinks – but the hostess was incredibly rude. Upon bringing us the bill, we were immediately asked to sort out payment at the counter because the wait outside was an hour and half long. This we wouldn’t have minded, if you know, we were finished with our drinks. The hostess instead lead the next group to be seated to hoover over our table while they rushed us through the end of our drinks. It would be one thing if we ourselves hadn’t also waited an hour and half outside to get the table…
Anyway, although the food was great, and last night’s experience was a two thumbs down.
Actually, I like the fact that you sometimes get asked to hurry up and leave. Reminds me that this is still street food even though we’re indoors.
Incidentally, my table last night had the best service I’ve ever had there. Thanks, Adam!
Excellent service at our table, and I waited 2 hours with out of town guests.
I actually think the wait was a little shorter the later you got there.
“Benton shot a pig in Reno just to watch it fry.”
And I guarantee this is the first time Flaming Lips has been played in Lung Shan.
Ha! Man, where were you when I was coming up with the totally boring title for this post?
“I actually think the wait was a little shorter the later you got there.”
I’ve tried to out-wait the wait, but they run out of food and you’re screwed. They still running out of food?
@ Ligaya
Where’s your neighborhood spirit? Did you forget where you were you dining? I’m sure they wouldn’t mind if you took your mission street rancor elsewhere. This isn’t yelp, fool.
[...] Mission Mission, Beer & Nosh, and of course, Burrito Justice were all at the Lung Shan restaurant for this week’s event. [...]
Where is this place? I want to eat this food………………………
@ Crybabybridge
I happen to have a lot of neighborhood spirit. I live on the same block as MSF. I love the concept, but I still don’t think it’s right to be rude.
One might argue it’s pretty rude to linger over your wine while people outside have been waiting so long.
is that a little bow tie of onions it’s wearing?