Downtown LA is a weird place for eating. Its either corporate fast food (the Pollo Loco on Broadway is terrible) or decent but overpriced food at the fancy places intended for the new upscale residents in El Centro. There are a few mobile food vendors, almost all focusing on bacon hot dogs, and a few mom and pop type eateries with nary a veggie option in sight. I’ve been trying to find a good spot for a proper Mexican breakfast for some time, I think this spot will have to do for now.
Yet another of those asshole scripts that like to push out advertisements for drugs that make the male organ get all giddy up seems to have made its way onto this site. Might be my hosting service, might be my “this is just an interesting distraction” attitude to this site, in any case I was slimed by commercials. THIS IS WHY I HATE ALL ADVERTISING AND THE PEOPLE THAT RUN GOOD SITES THAT ACCEPT ADVERTISING! Lest you think you have nothing to do with this, anybody that encourages the terrorism of commercials and advertising is in league with the enemy.
Promotion of commodity consumption is an act of misery, and this world is miserable enough as it is. You are a dick if you accept ads, promotions, sponsored posts, free sodas, comped meals, or some other seemingly small compensation to get you to start looking favorably at something you would have ignored before. I spit on you, ya jerk!
Hopefully this crap site with minimal ethics will be back to its normal self soon enough, just got to find a way to keep out the scum advertisers for good.
Poetry requires no pompous titles so long as you include a few smiley faces to wrap it up.
A day off, a day when I can schedule in an unscheduled culinary adventure. This time we head over to HP and see what catches the eye. A torta place and two other Mexican restaurants were passed over for next time, and then I saw via mobile phone technology that this place was nearby. I’ve mentioned before that I don’t look down on Northern Mexican food like some people do. Oddly enough, that link goes to an HR review of a restaurant with the same name! I don’t think there is any relation though, just a lack of naming creativity.
There’s this one character in the neighborhood, a man that is always in a bus driver uniform, but whom I have never actually seen on a bus. Neither driving or riding. On a previous post Kika mentioned some info about this ninja bus driver but has yet to deliver. Now I’m a bit more interested in this dude and his story. I wonder what his trip is all about.
Maybe I should just let him be. The bus wrangler without a seat.
Nah. Send us the dirt Kika!
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