and this was one of them.
The best tortas are at Cooks Tortas
This week I was at the children’s dependency court in Monterey Park. After my day there, I was extremely hungry and texted a friend who lived in the area and asked for a food recommendation. Because the city is known for it’s Chinese population, I expected her to direct me to a noodle house or something, but when she quickly replied “Cook’s Tortas!!!!!’ I knew I had to check it out.
This place is easy to miss, a nightmare to park, and the line was crazy. When we finally ordered, I selected a carne asada torta with chorizo and queso fresco. My mind was blown. First off, I’m not really a torta person. If I’m gonna eat Mexican food I almost always go with tacos. But since this place only has tortas, and it was so highly recommended, I figured I’d take a culinary detour.
The sandwich: The bread was light, slighly sour, and had plenty of nooks and crannies. I like the love-child of an English Muffin and sourdough bread. The asada was flavorful and not too well done, the chorizo was well proportioned and not overpowering. A thin layer of mayo, crisp tomatoes, and fresh cheese made this sandwich a solid choice. I definitely will return any time I’m in the area.
Perfectly normal conversations I have on a daily basis
i’m at home fantasizing about taylor swift
NICE
she should marry me
she really should
she needs to stop whoring around and settle down
with meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
i’m totally a nice settle down guy
exactly!
and you both have music in common
and you would make cute babies
really pretty ones!
yup!
the prettiest!
this makes complete sense
you need to make it happen
seduce her
right MEOW
GONNA HAPPEN
i better be invited to the wedding!!!
of course!
front row!
GIGGITY
is that a right of passage for chicks you date?
how well they do at all you can eat sushi?
hahah no. but it probably should be
before we head back to my place we just need to swing through the sushi bar
Day 10. Driving home
The last day of my vacation was driving home to Los Angeles from Provo. It looked like this.
Day 9. More Timpanogos
Political pissing contest OR how the internet works [updated]
Some old lady I don’t even know insinuated that I was an idiot troll. After she insulted a presidential candidate’s appearance and skin color.
[UPDATE]
So that was yesterday (9/22/12). Today (9/23/12) I wake up to to find she had posted another comment, so I go and look. Then realize she’s deleted me. Let me paint the full picture since now this has become even funnier. It also allows me to add this post into the “marketing” category of my blog.
I have no idea who this lady is. She randomly friend requested me about a month ago and lives in my hometown. My best guess is that she was searching for people that live/lived in Quartz Hill and was just spam requesting them in an effort for an upper-middleaged woman to feel cool on the internet.
So, she friend requests me without an explanation, and spends the month posting super inflammatory leftist things. Whatever. I am economically conservative, moderate on social issues, and most identify with the libertarian party. I rarely bother to get into political debates with people, especially on the internet, so I would just ignore her posts and move on with my day.
When she made fun of Romney’s skin color and then bitched out a guy for being racist, the humor was unbearable and I uttered an internet chuckle. When she lumped me in with that nutjob I really started to feel the humor tsunami coming. Here’s what that lady doesn’t understand: Wendy Reed and Guy Nevins are the same person. Sure, they may be screaming from different ends of the spectrum, but they’re just two sides of the crazy coin.
Here’s where the internet/social media aspect comes into play: Randomly friending/following a stranger and then telling them to delete you if they’re not willing to bow down is the internet equivalent of walking into someone’s home univited, then saying “if you don’t like me here you can just get out.” So look lady, this is not how things work. I’ll be your friend on the internet, but don’t get privileged when I don’t agree with you. And hey, I didn’t even say “you’re crazy,” or any of the more clever things I was thinking when you and your alter-ego had a little pissing contest. Kudos for keeping the internet stupid.
Day 8. Hiking Timpanogos
The oncoming birthday storm
September 25th is again looming in the near future. I’m not a big fan of birthdays, so I usually don’t do much; dinner with friends or family is usually about it. I’m old and tired and just want to relax.
With that being said, people always ask me what I want for my birthday… so here you go!
Money: Always saving. I want to print my photographs on canvas for my apartment, save for a new mountain bike, save for a wide angle camera lens
The end.
Day 6. Sundance Resort
After a couple days of solid riding I needed a break, so day 5 of my trip was spent relaxing and eating in Provo with friends.
Day 6 I woke up wanting to tackle some downhill singletrack in the area, finally selecting Sundance Resort based on positive reviews and proximity to Provo. Sundance is Robert Redford‘s mountain resort that has great skiing during the winter and lifted mountain biking and hiking during the summer. The place is beautiful. The trail map looked like this:
Photos looked like this:
Riding this mountain was a blast, and at $20 for an all day lift ticket, a huge bargain. Here’s a video
After riding for a couple hours, I went back to Provo and ate really good hotdogs at J Dawgs. They very possibly may have been the best hotdogs of my life. I was also very hungry from riding a mountain for 5 hours, so maybe that was part of it.
J Dawgs looked like this:
Day 4. Gooseberry Mesa
Middle of nowhere. Absolute blast. Took a pretty good crash over the handlebars in a slickrock bowl. I started up at the overlook, rode Rim Job to North Rim, then down to where it connected with the White Trail. Then back up! You can watch a pretty good video of the trail HERE (not my video).
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