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BUN BOY EATS LA - Archives for 2011 June


  • June 29, 2011 1:42 pm

Here's a little Hump Day nibble for ya!


  • June 27, 2011 10:43 pm

Kobe Meatballs

The last time I showed up at Taste, I was turned away. Brutally rebuffed for lack of a reservation.

This time I showed them.

I flashed my Bun Boy business card and my fancy little camera bag and was instantly seated.

By the door.

Replete with wobbly table and entering guests elbowing us ad nauseum.

Quinoa Salad with random burned lemon and stowaway Onion Rings

I ordered some healthy options, so I doubt I really got to TASTE all that TASTE has to offer, but I enjoyed everything I tried.

But those damn meatballs! YUM!

I could eat those all day. Until my cholesterol spiked back up to 300. It would have been worth it.


Fruit lightly sprinkled with freshly ground cocaine?


  • June 27, 2011 7:58 am

Veggie Stir Fry with Tofu

For Nancy’s birthday (of Sid and Nancy fame) we visited an old favorite spot of hers, Palms Thai.

Cheap, easy, tasty.

I’ve been here a million times and am rarely disappointed. You’re in and out in 10 minutes.

Palms often features a performing Thai Elvis, which is entertaining for about 2 minutes.

We were not so lucky tonight.

Grace Slick was about an hour late.

We tossed some ghetto leftover veggies and a cold egg roll on a plate and slid it on down to the latecomer.

We made sure we adequately punished her in our best passive agressive ways.

“Yeah, you just missed the Thai Elvis, he was SO good tonight!”

“Yeah, the food tends to be hotter when you eat it as it first comes out, so…”


Pad Kee Mao

Green Curry

Egg Rolls

Nancy and her beloved Tom Yum soup "Hmm, I like the coconut one better, but this is OK"


  • June 22, 2011 11:09 am

Cleanliness is next to...Allahness...

Happy Birthday to ME!

Yes folks, it was Bun Boy’s birthday and we dined at the mysterious establishment I’ve been walking by for ELEVEN YEARS, wondering what the hell was inside.

Years ago, before I even knew it was a restaurant, I thought it was an Islamic mosque.

It is a stark white building with elaborate, gold arabic writing on it.

It could have been a Muslim Dating Service for all I knew.

A few years back, the name of the restaurant was added and the place also grew a Valet stand.

Not sure what any of this is but it was tasty!

Enjoying the pastry with hidden scary pleasures inside...

Moroccan restaurants are a whole lot of fun. Lots of drinking and sitting on the ground, eating with your hands. As well as watching scantilly-clad elderly women shake their tummies.

It’s like childhood. Tons ‘o’ fun.

My one prior experience with the food wasn’t exactly…epic.

But Dar Maghreb has changed my mind that bellys and booze are all Morrocco has to offer.

Germaphobes beware! Everyone will be using their hands and slobbering over everything. FYI.

Lemon Chicken Anus

Enthralled by the youthful dancer

Belly dancers are an interesting conundrum. They’re not strippers. But at first thought, men gaze upon those gyrating hips and boobs in face and must rethink the situation.

First, they are sitting with their girlfriends and parents. They must look upon this lady as if she were a work of art, to be admired here and there. In between bites of cous cous.

They must not gawk, mouth open. They must not look at breasts or crotch. Only face and occassionally the belly, if it’s being shoved (by force) in their face.

Do women even enjoy watching belly dancers?? (like the bored woman pictured above)

Are they entertainment for them, or just giggling annoyances.

Appetite suppressants, even.


Lamb...I think...


  • June 21, 2011 7:49 am


Sony took me here for my birthday feast and it’s my new favorite local grub and beer joint! (Out of my hundred other favorites)

The waitress was super friendly (and she’s probably been breathlessly anticipating this blog entry for weeks! 😉 the food was tasty and the decor was…WHO CARES!?


We’re here to eat and drink, not stare at the walls!

Men come here to watch sports. The TV’s are the main attraction here. And there are plenty of them.

I didn’t even pretend to know what was playing, but I cheered along with the rest of them, the fourteen times the room exploded in human noise.




  • June 16, 2011 8:04 am

Bittersweet Chocolate Tart and Salted Caramel Moon Pie

This is the third entry in my “Premiere Desserts” series.

The movie: Green Lantern

My Review: Just OK. Everyone has superhuman strength, therefore cannot be killed, therefore zero suspense and too many shots of Ryan Reynold’s abs.

Celebs spotted: Ryan Reynolds, ‘The Apprentice’s’ Amarosa and CCH Pounder

Cupcakes from 'Crumbs Bakery' with the Green Lantern insignia

Best Dessert: The parfait I did NOT snap a photo of.

Best Food Item: The FANTASTIC risotto I snapped a camera pic of below that Zacharia so graciously ran to get tupperwear and had the caterers box me up a bunch. You’re the best Z!!!

Spring Sweet Pea Risotto with Truffle Pecorino Cheese (with lone potato)

Nerd Alert.


  • June 15, 2011 8:37 am

A Selection of Horseradish and Cranberry infused Vodkas!

(I put this picture at the top because the most popular Russian consumable would have to be the Vodka)

I live in the Russian section of West Hollywood. It’s an odd place.

Elderly, cranky denizens are constantly wandering the streets, like zombies. It’s like living in a lovely retirement community in a warmer Siberia.

Beef Stroganoff

There are hundreds of little Russian shops, delis and restaurants scattered about.

Sounds quaint, right?


We are not allowed inside.

Or so the eerie, faded storefront, and scary, dehydrated produce inside would have you believe.

Places like this one seem like a front for something, possibly contraband caviar.

Who is actually shopping here?? Is there a desperate need for plastic flowers and 80’s couture?

(Where else would you look for “Fun” than at Funtasia??)

Plastic Flowers (left) Ghetto dresses (right) Conveniently located for your shopping convenience!

Where else would you look for “Fun” than at Funtasia??

My guess is there is no actual "Crystal" inside Crystal Imports...

Either way, I’ve always been curious about the goings on inside a Russian restaurant, so Sonigram and I decided it was high time to try to the one that was most welcoming to us foreigners.

Our young waitress probably used to be a big smiler. Before she hit puberty.

“What kind of wine do you have?” We asked.

Deadly serious, thick accent, thinking: “We have red….we have white…and…that’s it.”

Overwhelmed by the staggering wine selection, we finally decided on everyone’s favorite, “Red”….or “Merlo” as she spelled it on our check.

All that being said, the food was FANTASTIC! They served the Beef Stroganoff over mashed potatoes (which I was a BIG fan of) and the dumplings were pretty heavenly themselves.

The service?….slow…like bull.

But we had a $25 off coupon, which afforded us some icy demeanors and long wait times.

I love my neighborhood!

Verenikis: Potato, Beef and Mushroom Dumplings


  • June 11, 2011 10:29 am

Turkey Loaf and Mashed Pots and Misc. Veggies...

Dolores restaurant was a trip.

I’m not gonna lie.

It has all the typical All American diner elements (in case you were worried) including a varied selection of reclining chairs and patrons conveniently shuttled from Shady Pines Convalescent Center.

Welcome to Levitz Furnishings!

Diablo took me for my birthday lunch and as I looked around at my fellow diners, I worried some were unknowingly celebrating their LAST birthday.

What does one order at a diner when you’ve read that eating the chicken fried steak is like gnawing on a mummy?

The Meatloaf!

“Which is better, the beef or turkey?” I asked out waiter.


“Uh, I don’t know. Whatever you like, sir”

“Do people order the turkey loaf more?”

“Hmm. Not sure. I like my turkey sliced”

My choice was clear.

As we were finishing up, a homeless man entered the restaurant and asked the booth in front of us for a dollar for a burger.

“Here’s a dollar. Go to McDonald’s. You can’t afford a burger here”

Eventually, our waiter scurried up and started to tell him to leave.

“Your mama!” he slurred, while leaning almost to the point of collapse.

“Your mama, your mama, you’re mama!” he repeated, laughing or crying hysterically.

It was actually pretty sad.

Happy Birthday to us all!

Nothing tastes better than window sill cake!


  • June 10, 2011 10:58 am

Greek Yogurt with Honey and Orange Zest with Strawberries, Mint and Amaretto cookies

A few weeks ago, Tenille enlisted J.K. and myself to cater Captain’s surprise bridal shower at the W Hotel!

We were pumped to take on the challenge!

We spent countless hours (3 emails exchanged) creating a menu. And then cutting it in half when we realized dinner would follow a few hours after and everyone will have just enjoyed brunch!

Paid Slave Labor!

The suite Tenille rented was gorgeous.

What wasn’t gorgeous was the fact J.K. and I had about ten minutes to set everything up before the bride-to-be arrived!!


We put everyone to work, women and children first!!

Our situation wasn’t helped by Mamy dropping our bottle of vodka and smashing it to bits in the W parking lot.

After dropping Mamy as our friend, we sent her running to Trader Joe’s to replace it.

When she returned, we threw together our masterpiece signature drink!

The crowd enjoyed our trio of tea sandwiches (thanks Jebeddiah for making the delish egg salad) and enjoyed torturing us with their harsh demands and mischievous toddlers knocking everything over.

The Bride to Be...and weird friend (kidding, Chesty)

After the shower was over, we kicked everyone out and got ready for dinner next door at Wood and Vine.

We took over almost the entire top floor. People enjoyed free flowing wine, delicious food coming out at a record breaking pace and giving emotional toasts.

Chicken and Waffles - Fancy Pants Style!

When I found out how much I owed for my portion of dinner, I panicked and raced out of the joint to the nearest ATM.

Running past hookers and tourists on Hollywood blvd, I made it in time to finagle a small home loan from the grimy automated teller.

It was a really special day for everyone and I’m very excited to have a small part in their wedding ceremony next weekend.

Love you guys!!

Soon to be married!

Congrats to the happy couple!!

Good Night!


  • June 8, 2011 8:53 pm

Grilled Short Rib over Rice Vermicelli

We took our pregnant co-worker for a goodbye lunch (before her selfishly luxurious maternity leave) at Rock Sugar today.

We’re great people, aren’t we?

For some reason, they gave us our own private, exotic room where we could be as loud and catty as we wanted!


Rock Sugar is basically the definition of fusion.

Fusion basically means “can’t commit”.

Rock Sugar vomits this lack of committment all over their gorgeous, multi-million dollar establishment.

They’ve created their own country, called AsiaWorld, and it’s so over the top you don’t make reservations as much as stand in line to buy tickets.

The times I’ve eaten here in the past, I’ve not been impressed.

I thought Rock Sugar couldn’t do justice to any of the ethnicities represented.

This time, I ordered right and LOVED absolutely everything.

Although, I kind of loved our private room a bit more.

Congrats S on your new baby girl, born healthy this morning!!

I’m sure you owe it all to us and our support (AKA: your free lunch and our baby name suggestions)

You’re welcome for all that we do and mean to you!!


Bun Boy and Friends

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