In Waves’ Beginnings and the Tampa Food-Tour (featuring Jon Paul Douglass and his photography)
Jon Paul Douglass is the man responsible for the gorgeous artwork on Trivium’s In Waves. A while back, Trivium had a huge chunk of time home and I had just moved into the same building as JP – at that time, we’d go be gym-rats together, talking films, art, video games, and some of the draft ideas I had flowing for “the next Trivium album.” We’d review some of my lyrical ideas, song titles, and themes on the cardio machines… head back to my place and play Call Of Duty Nazi Zombies for hours… eat dinner prepared by my wife or his girlfriend… then by night (when the girls had girls’ nights) we’d watch films by directors like Lynch, Von Trier, Nolan, and other legends. JP’s the one who introduced me to all those directors. There may have been a vaporizer present at times… Continue reading
Skrillex – SXSW
AWK – SXSW
SXSX Acoustic: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gl9fhYyXv_U&feature=related
Day 2. I woke up in my impossibly shitty hotel (Homestead Suites at 507 something… a mile from the goodness of SXSW) that was priced at $250 bucks (as compared to their normal $80-something). Front desk said (even though the dude who checked me in at 1am said I’d have till 1pm) said I needed to be out by noon… I was informed that the guy who checked me in didn’t’ even work at the hotel – well… how the **** did he swipe my card then? Whatever… I was out.
Popped by the bus – found it essentially a grave yard… passed out pirates and socks lined the bunk halls. Fortunately, Rob and Joey were keen on a walk into town for some grub. Our mission today was simple: no friggon restaurants… only trucks. Trucks dammit!
We walked a little over a mile to get to Naan Stop, an Indian truck that came highly rated on all our internet sources. I was greeted by a very friendly woman working the window – I asked her what’s the best – my prescription was the Parantha Roll with a mixture of Paneer and Chicken. What’s funny about Naan Stop is that they don’t have naan necessarily… but instead the parantha bread instead. It’s like a burrito tortilla but made of naan-type material. My chicken and paneer was heavenly – it’s like a home-made hand rolled taco… but with a burrito-sized home. The chicken and paneer (which I think is some sort of special cheese or cheese curd – somewhere between the texture of feta cheese and tofu) came in a (what I thought) was perfectly mild sauce. I guess it was really spicy judging by the mild-tear up by Rob and Joey from theirs. Really slamming. Continue reading
Today was my tattoo day. Tomorrow was Ashley’s turn. Our two dear friends from Seattle, Megan and Evan were in town on their cross-country honeymoon, and met us up for hanging and eating.
We decided to take them to Nopalito (the local, organic, amazing Mexican place that Ashley and I flipped over last time or so that we were in SF) for dinner. Nopalito is always nice and busy – people chowing down on smaller/medium-sharing-sized plates of Mexican specialties.
Gluttony In Seattle part V
After our bountiful feast of what had to have been more than 15 or so different things, it was time to head to Sambar, all our Seattle-friends’ favorite cocktail bar in the States. We were told that this place was unlike any cocktail bar we would have been to.
We made our way to a tiny bar, tucked away in a neighborhood, adjoined to a fancy French place. Everyone was stoked to bring us here – apparently the bartender here goes beyond mixologist, he’s sort of a doctor of cocktails. You tell him what liquor you like… or even what mood you’re in…and he knows what kind of drink you need. Continue reading
Gluttony In Seattle part III
Good Mexican food is something I don’t have in Orlando. I am not into gringo-Mex. I don’t know why traditional Mexican preparations have been so warped to appease the taste-buds of the standard American-pallete. I hope everyone who has really fantastic Mexican food where they live, really backs that place – tell your friends about it, go splurge some bucks there – let’s keep these culinary traditions alive. I am so completely in love with Mexican food, culture, drinks – it’s got to be one of my favorite styles of food on the globe.
For some reason, Seattle has a lot of really great Mexican food. As you’ve seen in parts I and II of this Seattle-bonanza, we have eaten our fair share of Mexican-food… there is much more to come.
Our hotel was slightly off the beaten path of the food spots in Ballard, so we had to make due with what was within walking distance – luckily for us, there was a really killer place, Citizen – very close. Citizen is very much so like something you’d expect to see in Seattle… a old building – bought and refurbished to still have the exposed duct-work-style loft, serving great coffee, with fashionable servers.
We start with coffee and juice – into my main: The Cowboy Egg Casserole. Layered corn tortilla, pork sausage, eggs, poblano, jalapeno peppers and cheese. Served with black beans, creme fraiche and their own pico de gallo. This was a cake. A monster portion of breakfast goodness. It was basically the Mexican/Seattle take on the breakfast casserole – a meaty chunk of a corn-cake featuring all those flavors and substances that just go so well together. One person alone shouldn’t be able to conquer that feat alone – but I had to. Filling. Great.