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Muk Eun Ji & Son Ja Jang Restaurant

I didn’t realize this place was two restaurants in one when I ate there. Muk Eun Ji Korean Restaurant and Son Ja Jang Chinese Handpulled Noodles. I picked this place because it wasn’t packed like the other places in K-town. I needed my kimchi.

I wanted another one of those Soju bottles with the hot chick on it, but the waitress suggested I get the Bek Se Ju Korean Ginseng Wine. The waitress said if I drink it, the bottle says I’ll live to 100 years old. I don’t know if that’s what I need, but the wine was pretty tasty with that Ginseng flavor.

I got the Handpulled Noodles with Spicy Seafood Soup lunch special $8.99. Big bowl. I was taking photos of it and the waitress came over to show me how to take a photo …taking my chopsticks and pulling out a giant glob of the noodles from the bowl. Even after four years of food blogging, I still have things to learn.

I liked the broth. The noodles may not have been too impressive, although this long video of how they pull the noodles is. It puts me in a trance like watching my hard drive defragment.

I also got complimentary Kimchi, Onion and Pickled Radish that I dipped into Korean Bean Paste. I couldn’t believe how good the raw onion tasted with that bean paste.

The walls of the restaurant were big advertisements for Jinan Maisan aged kimchi. The restaurant also posted this video on Youtube…

1:08 –Me So Hungry!

They gave me a little Yogurt drink at the end. I think this meal left me with some good stomach bacteria for my probiotic diet.

Muk Eun Ji & Son Ja Jang Restaurant – 34 W 32nd St (btwn 5th Ave & Broadway) New York, NY 10001


New Malaysia Restaurant

I met up with friends for pre-partying dinner on New Years Eve at New Malaysian Restaurant (where I’ve had Ducks Blood) in the Chinatown Arcade on Bowery. Yes, start off with Roti Canai. I like it! …pancake roti bread with lovely curry chicken sauce.

I also ordered the Ipoh Rojak appetizer, which I was thinking was this Malaysian Popiah. Turned out totally different, but really good. It was cucumbers and butternut squash with peanut and some kind of sauce that made it taste a little sweet.

Marcellus ordered the Indian Mee Goreng. He asked the waitress if there was meat in it. She said no. When he got it, there was shrimp all in it. He asked the waitress again. “I thought this had no meat?” She said, “Yeah, no meat. Just seafood.” That’s funny. That reminds me how some restaurants you order Vegetable Fried Rice or Lo Mein and there is no vegetable in it. They just call it that because there is no meat.

I liked my Curry Hainanese Chicken Noodle Soup. Great creamy broth. Took a long time to get. I think they forgot.

The prices are good if you stick with the Noodle Soups, Fried Noodles and Lunch menu (which you can still order at night).

New Malaysia Restaurant – 48 Bowery (btwn Bayard & Canal St in the Chinatown Arcade) New York, NY 10013

After dinner, we made our way to separate parties. Some of us headed to my friends Dave and Janet’s party. That was a lot of fun. I saw a black and white movie on the TV and I asked if it was “My So Called Life,” when you know I meant “It’s a Wonderful Life.”

After the party, we went downstairs to the bar where I came across the Williamsburg Empanada guy. I couldn’t believe he was out on doing his thing on New Years Eve. I guess it’s a good night for business, but I hope he got some partying in himself. I got a beef empanada with hot sauce ($2). It did good.

Williamsburg%20Empanada%20Guy New Malaysia Restaurant

On my way home, I passed by a couple of groups where there was one drunk asshole who seemed to try to harass me for either being a hipster or Chinese. That’s weird. Don’t they know they’re partying in Williamsburg, Brooklyn?

When I got home, I looked in the mirror and noticed I was wearing a stupid glow necklace that whole time. Shit. I would’ve harassed me too.

Another thing happened when I was walking home that night. I don’t know if it’s appropriate to talk about on a food blog, but it’s been in running through my head the last couple of days and you guys know this website is pretty much my Livejournal. Here goes…

As I passed by this garage, I heard someone talking, like whispering. Then I saw a guy on all fours, back turned to me, in a corner next to a car. I thought that was weird. So I walked back and this time, the guy turned around to look at me. I had to walk back again to get home and he was still looking at me.

I thought that was just weird. Then I heard some more talking. I knew in my gut something wasn’t right. Like maybe there was a girl under him? It took a few seconds to get the nerve to walk back again, but it felt like minutes.

This time, the guy and a girl were standing up. Okay, there was a girl there. I asked, “Everything all cool?” The guy said, “Yeah, it’s all cool.” I wanted the girl to respond, but she said to the guy what sounded like, “Can’t I just get a hug?” …as if they were having an argument and she just wanted it to be over. From that point, I assumed they knew each other and left.

It still bothered me that night and the next day when I told Rusty. Then he went out to the bodega and called to tell me that there is crime tape and police guarding that very spot in the garage. I went to talk to the cops and detective. I don’t know the whole story, but it seems like the girl is telling a story that doesn’t quite fit with mine. Actually, they don’t know who the guys is, which is weird to me because I thought they knew each other, like they were a couple.

So it still bothers me that there was an incident and I don’t know if I could have done more or what. The cops and detective seemed to be very thankful that I came forward. I know my friends think I did a lot more than what a lot of people would do in that situation. I get that. But it still bothers me.

[Update: The TV News said the guy had a gun.]

Flushing Golden Mall

The last place I took my family was the Golden Mall in Flushing. We pretty much ate all the same great food I had with Brian and Jimmy. Beef Tripe with Hot Pepper Sauce and the best Dumplings in Chili Sauce from the Cheng Du Tian Fu stall, Lamb Burger and Qi Noodles from Xian Famous Foods and a bowl of Hand-pulled noodles from the Lan Zhou stall.

I think this was a winner with my family, even though I don’t think we were supposed to feed my parents so much spicy food.

Oh and we took one of those Chinatown to Chinatown busses. Only $2.75 per person. The trip was around 20-30mins from Manhattan Chinatown to Flushing. Sure beats the long ass train.

Golden Mall – 41-28 Main St. Flushing, NY 11355

East Market Restaurant Dim Sum

I took my family to the place where I take my friends almost every Chinese New Year. At that day, most places are super packed. But not so much here underneath the Manhattan Bridge at East Broadway and Market Street. I think it’s because there’s no real English sign marking it as a dim sum place.

So this place will be good. I get to show off this place that mostly only Chinese people know about and we won’t have to wait long for a table like at Jing Fong. We got there at 10am. I was absolutely correct …no line. Actually no customers at all. It was empty as fuck.

They were serving and we did get food rather quick. However, it was really weird eating in a huge empty banquet hall. I don’t recommend it.

When we left, my dad told me that that place was really bad. Then I blew up. I already felt like shit for picking the previous two places that I felt like they didn’t totally enjoy. I said to him, “Shit. If we went to the good restaurant, you’d complain that there was too many white people.” And that’s a point I realized –I don’t think there really are any hidden authentic gems left in this city that white folk don’t know about. And when I say white, I include myself in that group.

All the good authentic places have already been discovered. People know them about through such things as Anthony Bourdain, Yelp and food blogs (which a lot seem to be Asian bloggers). Foodies and non-foodies want to eat at these places too. Again, myself included. So I don’t think you can say that too many white people eating at an ethnic restaurant is bad. It probably means it’s the place to eat.

Hey, I can’t totally blame my dad. I’m just as guilty for skipping the food trucks that have super long lines, because I don’t think of them as being the real deal –like they are too hipster …and I’m the fucking hipster. But I’m wrong. They have long lines probably because the food is good …or people just like to stand in lines.

As a side note: I do notice that real Chinese-Chinese people still go to places like Big Wong and Great NY Noodletown. They just don’t often stay there to eat. They get the BBQ to-go.

What does it matter who is the one eating the food anyway? In 50 years, everyone’s going to speak English and there will be only one race …Chinese people.

East Market Restaurant –  75 East Broadway (next to the playground, underneath the Manhattan Bridge on the Market St. side), New York 10002

Great NY Noodletown

2nd night of hanging out with my family in NYC. We end up going to Great NY Noodletown. My older sister had a hankering for Soy Sauce Chicken. I remember that they have really good Baby Pig, so let’s try here.

Shit. All the customers are white. What will my family think of my choice? Well, whatever. We’re seated …and I know about the Baby Pig.

We’re not sure if my sister really wanted the Soy Sauce Chicken or the Poached Chicken in Ginger Scallion Sauce. So we ordered both. I think we were all looking for the Ginger Scallion sauce. But the way they had it here, the Soy Sauce Chicken had the real Ginger Scallion dipping sauce and the the Poached Chicken in Ginger Scallion sauce had some weird gravy …the opposite of what it should be. Or maybe they cooked it this way because they thought we seemed white.

Soy Sauce Chicken was awesome because the Ginger Scallion dipping sauce rules. I don’t understand why they made the Poached Chicken in Ginger Scallion sauce/gravy that way …what up?

Baby Pig was crispy on the outside. Fatty and juicy on the inside.

My other sister looked up what the NY Times recommended at this place –Noodles with Ginger Scallion sauce. It ended up being the least favorite dish. Noodles with Oyster Sauce drizzled over it.

On a separate thought: I’m not sure if it’s because I write about food, people like to tell me what food sucks. I guess people also go out of their way to tell me what rules. I guess I rather hear about what rules …mmm Baby Pig.

Great NY Noodletown – 28 Bowery (@ Bayard) New York, NY 10013

Big Wong King

My family came in to town to the big city …from Orlando, Birmingham and Seattle. It was my choice to pick a place for dinner. I figured a Big Wong King would be a great choice. I like the roast meats and congee there.

It was raining all day, so that probably explained that the restaurant wasn’t crowded at all. And I felt like everything was a representation of myself as you’ll learn from my upcoming posts. …what does it mean if it’s mostly white people eating? Not enough Chinese people in the place. Why is the place empty? I felt like I picked poorly. Yeah, a lot of regular non-Chinese people know about it this place on Yelp. But it is one of the better places in my opinion.

We got the Lobster special –two lobsters in Cantonese sauce for $20, 2 big bowls of Congee, Fried Cruller Bread, Wonton Noodle Soup, Kai-Lan (Chinese Broccoli) and Roast Pork. I thought it all pretty good food.

But still again, I felt like I was being judged for any criticism about the restaurant. The floor too greasy. The service too rude (…that’s just the way Chinatown people are). And that we were cheated on our bill. All night, my family thought they got ripped off after adding it up in the head. I met up with them the next day and they told me that and that place is very bad. I stopped them. How can a $57 bill be a rip-off for 5 people in NYC …especially when we got lobsters. (Granted, $10 does sound a lot for Chinese Broccoli. But I know that most of those restaurants do charge that much for vegetables.) I help them add it up again, including the beers I drank when I was waiting for them for 40 minutes to take a 8 min cab ride over and other stuff they forgot we ordered. It worked out. Big Wong didn’t rip us off. If anything, they forgot to add a couple of small things.

Shit. Next meal is based on my suggestion again.

Big Wong King – 67 Mott St (btw Bayard & Canal St) New York, NY 10013

Tio Wally Eats America: Lisa’s Truck Center

I’m happy to have Tio Wally (long-time Me So Hungry reader) aboard to send in his eating adventures from across America. Here he is in Los Lunas, New Mexico.

Tio%20Wally%20Eats%20America%20truck Tio Wally Eats America: Lisa’s Truck Center

Greetings from Los Lunas, New Mexico!
N 34° 48.840’  W 106° 45.856’  Elev. 4932 ft.
Los Lunas, bastardized Spanish for “the moons”? I don’t know why they named it that. I’ve been here for a couple nights and I’ve seen only a single moon  — the same one! So much for the Land of (Binary) Enchantment.

(Actually, it’s named for the Luna family. If it were to mean “the moons” it would be Las Lunas.)

On the way here I stopped at Lisa’s Truck Center, just off I-40 at the east end of Moriarty. It’s an old funky place that’s been there forever. I’ve been stopping at Lisa’s for years and throughout all that time I’ve never been able to predict if its little restaurant was going to be open or not. In the past it tended to go in and out of operation with some regularity. (Regularity in Moriarty? Pure poetry!) This time, however, it was open.It’s hard to call the place a restaurant. It consists of no more than four or five tables inside the store, the kitchen a puny little thing accessible from the “dining room” through a tiny little window. (Sorry about the paucity of pictures. The place is actually kind of charming in funky sort of way, but there were diners there and ….)

Although most of the fare here is standard American food, they also make a handful of “New Mexico Specialties”. I got a to-go order of Chile Rellenos ($7.75), served with rice and beans, chips and salsa. You can get them with red or green sauce. Since there are two to an order, I ordered one with each sauce.

As is too often the case, when I got back to the land yacht I discovered they had given me only the red sauce. Damn! C’est la vie. Still, the rellenos were fantastic!

They were made with fresh Anaheim chiles but they were not Anaheim chiles, the most common chile used for making real rellenos; by the way, “relleno” is Spanish for “stuffed.” These were long, no more than an inch or so around, and nice and semi-hot. They were stuffed with that white Mexican cheese, Queso Blanco (I think, as it wasn’t runny), battered and fried to perfection. The batter was not too thick, delightfully crisp on the outside yet still moist inside. And the chiles had just enough heat to make them fun.


I don’t know if it’s a New Mexican or a Tex-Mex thing but instead of cutting a slit in the pepper and inserting the cheese, they cut off the top/stem and stuff the cheese down into them. I’m not sure it changes the flavor but it changes the texture a bit as the integrity of the pepper is intact and it doesn’t have a chance to steam inside, keeping it from getting soft/soggy, plus the cheese has no opportunity to escape.

On a 1-10 scale I’d put these up in the 8-9 range, but only in case I have a relleno someday that makes me physically, well, … let’s just say I would need a fresh pair of underwear. Not overly sauced, cooked perfectly, and the rice and beans were really good as well. (Too bad the photos don’t do ‘em justice.)

Having sampled rellenos all over the country I know that ordering them anywhere east of the Midwest becomes risky, if not disastrous. I had one in Georgia once that consisted of a little one-inch square of canned pepper of indeterminate provenance covered with a weird tasting ground mystery meat and topped with a flavorless white cheese (probably casein). I had to ask them where the chile was when they brought it. I had another in North Carolina that consisted of the bottom of a Bell Pepper with tasteless ground beef in it, topped with cheddar cheese and run under a salamander.

It’s amazing how this simple, exquisite dish gets so badly bastardized from place to place. Thankfully, in New Mexico it’s usually a safe bet that you’ll get the real thing. And these were definitely the real thing.

The next day here in Los Lunas I went to Panda Express, the nationwide chain of “fast food” Chinese restaurants. I like them because they’re very clean and very consistent yet the food is always good, always fresh and reasonably priced. (Truly the antithesis of McDouche’s.) And as an added bonus, if you take their little phone survey on the back of the receipt, you get a free item.
I got a couple of my standards — Honey-Walnut Shrimp and Kung Pao Chicken — and a new menu item, Thai Cashew Chicken, and chow mein. I’m sort of addicted to the H-W Shrimp. It’s got a great texture as the honey makes kind of a crust on the outside, while the shrimp is a succulent and tender. It’s served with honey-candied walnuts that are fantastic. It makes for a great trio of textures. The Kung Pao Chicken is typical KP, but they have big chunks of zucchini in it. I also appreciate that they’re not afraid of making it spicy.
The Thai Cashew Chicken was kind of silly. It’s chock full of big, bite-sized pieces of tender white-meat chicken, with Thai basil, onion, lots of red bell pepper, and a few cashews and peanuts thrown in. But …. While it was okay, it needed to be more Thai-y, though I have no idea how that would be accomplished. It just needs …? I ended up wishing they made something with Thai peanut sauce, like Param Chicken (chicken with fresh, raw spinach in a peanut sauce). I really should’ve gotten the Sweet Fire Chicken, which is what I normally get and is always great.The chow mein, however, is always good. The noodles are always cooked perfectly, not mushy, and it’s full of big pieces of crunchy celery and cabbage. Yum.

All in all Panda Express is a great deal — two meals for me — for under $8 … with the secret survey code. (Hint: Five numbers, currently starts with nine.)

Of course, I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention that you also get the obligatory fortune cookie. I was kind of hungry so I broke mine open immediately. Curiously, the fortune read: “Please Pay Cashier. Thank You. Come Again.”

And so we roll.

Lisa’s Truck Center, 820 Route 66 East, Moriarty, NM
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Tio Wally pilots the 75-foot, 40-ton(max) land yacht SS Me So Hungry. He reports on road food from around the country whenever parking and InterTube connections permit.

Uncle Zhou Restaurant

A Ramen and Friends adventure at Uncle Zhou in Elmhurst, Queens. My favorites were the Triple Delight Dumplings, Big Tray of Chicken and Pancake sandwich. I really needed to wipe my mouth with the pancake bread after the Spicy Crispy Rabbit. The Sichuan Peppercorns in there knocked out my tongue all numb. It was an interesting sensation that I curiously kept coming back to try …but really difficult to eat.

I think I paid around $11 at the end of the check split. Really cheap for all I ate.

Uncle Zhou – 83-29 Broadway Elmhurts NY
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