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Ohara, Kyoto

Ohara, Kyoto

Standing sushi bar Gotanda
Judith in Kichijoji Park

Judith in Kichijoji Park

Mommie, Fraser, Jarrett, Hide

Mommie, Fraser, Jarrett, Hide

Jarrett & R. Kelly (ironically, yesterday was the 10 year anniversary of the Ignition Remix)

Jarrett & R. Kelly (ironically, yesterday was the 10 year anniversary of the Ignition Remix)

Hide & Mommie drinking beer in Daikanyama

Hide & Mommie drinking beer in Daikanyama

Fish at Oushins, Nogizaka, Tokyo

Fish at Oushins, Nogizaka, Tokyo

via Valerie Ox
Summer pleasure zone:
Brunch at home.
I once heard that people treat brunch like sport in New York, and it made sense given the utter thirst people seem to have for it. From day one it’s something I’ve despised– a group of 12 at 12 ready to get ‘boozy.’ If you can some how fend off the negativity arising being the scorn of the service industry likely performing at their lowest capabilities in nearly every capacity from waiter to bar to kitchen to bussing staff, a cuisine sheerly lacking almost any refinement, the dreaded waiting times, etc.. and with almost good reason given their audience.
Thus, a relatively recent joy brought into my life has been performing rich imitation of this ritual, by taking all factors into my own hands. I choose my surroundings, cuisine, drinks, and most importantly– those I wish to dine with.
In the past, my skin would itch with the anxiety of sitting past 2 hours in the confinements of brunch-time. Now it will likely help define a more complete summer.

Summer pleasure zone:

Brunch at home.

I once heard that people treat brunch like sport in New York, and it made sense given the utter thirst people seem to have for it. From day one it’s something I’ve despised– a group of 12 at 12 ready to get ‘boozy.’ If you can some how fend off the negativity arising being the scorn of the service industry likely performing at their lowest capabilities in nearly every capacity from waiter to bar to kitchen to bussing staff, a cuisine sheerly lacking almost any refinement, the dreaded waiting times, etc.. and with almost good reason given their audience.

Thus, a relatively recent joy brought into my life has been performing rich imitation of this ritual, by taking all factors into my own hands. I choose my surroundings, cuisine, drinks, and most importantly– those I wish to dine with.

In the past, my skin would itch with the anxiety of sitting past 2 hours in the confinements of brunch-time. Now it will likely help define a more complete summer.

Better Know a Blogger: Ariel Collin Stark-Benz

Chile Part II: BBQ, Friends, Hipodromo

Bienvenido a STGO––– took a late afternoon flight from Buenos Aires in Santiago. My dogg (had to be there) Frankie picked me up. He and I go way way back starting in Portland, then NYC and across the globe… it was my first trip to Chile, so a pretty big deal for both of us, and the cultivation of our long term friendship. I feel like I need to mention that, true friends are hard to find.



Shout out to Michelle O’beezy
 
Day turned to night even before the short ride home… Wish I’d taken another hundred photos after this one– it was a crazy, long night! After eating some delicious peruvian sandwiches, Frankie took me to the first of many random night dance party/raves… always in a totally random place, the first was in a huge backyard, accessed through a rickety old house– and as good fortune would have it, Matias Aguayo was wrapping up a short summer residency circuit throughout the city… so the music was about as good as I could possibly hope for, and I would find myself dancing all night throughout the entire week..



The days started well, also…

  

Tourist shit
 


There are a million stray dogs in Santiago..


Confiteria Torres
  
 

Night market.



Bar Don Rodrigo– definitely the best bar I visited in Santiago. Super old school, it felt like a cross between The Dresden Room (lounge singer!), Raoul’s (the feeling), and a Portland dive bar (á la My Father’s Place, Sandy Hut, etc)




Then we more or less repeated the night before…. this time in a basement !

Follow up post shortly…

Bienvenido a STGO––– took a late afternoon flight from Buenos Aires in Santiago. My dogg (had to be there) Frankie picked me up. He and I go way way back starting in Portland, then NYC and across the globe… it was my first trip to Chile, so a pretty big deal for both of us, and the cultivation of our long term friendship. I feel like I need to mention that, true friends are hard to find.

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Stupid Names & Spanglish in South America

Buenos Aires - Shop

 

Discovered this amazing newly opened Art/Furniture shop nearby the San Telmo Market– I can’t remember the name (it may not have one yet), but it was full of gems…

 

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This is my dear friend, and distinguished host, Ramsey.
Me looking disgruntled– hardly the case! 
 Barrio San Telmo
       Desnivel, classic perilla– phenomenal sweetbreads, phew!     
Weed & pussy, meowww
 

This is my dear friend, and distinguished host, Ramsey.


 Me looking disgruntled– hardly the case! 

 
  Barrio San Telmo

            Desnivel, classic perilla– phenomenal sweetbreads, phew!         

Weed & pussy, meowww