This weekend was a good one. Friday morning, Tammy and I decided to plan a trip to SD. I actually booked the hotel that morning. It turned out to be a pretty good trip, even though this was the first time we visited the city together. I been to SD for a shit load of trade shows, but never for leisure time.
That Friday night before w I had dinner with Tammy and my brother Ken. We couldn’t decide what to eat, and ended up at Muricio’s in Glendora. This spot has decent mexican food that is about 80% legit. Meaning this isn’t taco bell for sure, and a step up from albertos, but not the real shit you would eat in Mexico.
The large beer was more like a extra large.
I got the steak picado, Tammy got the chimichanga, and Ken got the chicken burrito. I could barely finish my plate. I always end up fucking up and getting too full off the chips and salsa. Overall the meal was good, but the atmosphere was lacking, being that 90% of the customers were caucasian. Shit was like the 80′s were white people first tried mexican food. Even saw a bitch get mad that night, cause she ordered a sangria, but the waiter gave her a white zinfandel cause she was a gringo. smh
The next morning we set off for SD. We got there around 2:30 in the afternoon so we missed out on Hash house breakfast. This trip was actually semi planned around eating there. We got there 10 mins too late and all I got to do was jiggle the fucken door. Me and Tammy ended up eating on another spot on Hillcrest called Deli lama. The sandwiches were decent, but hyped up like most hipster shit. They just used bore’s head brand meats. I could of got a better sandwich in LA with the same meats. The potato salad also tasted a bit off. I don’t have any photos cause I was still pissed about missing Hash house. Hillcrest is a interesting street, being that it is basically the gay neighborhood of SD. We could tell be the rainbows everywhere. The street had nothing but waxing salons, and hipster organic restaurants. After eating we checked into the hotel and then walked down to seaport village for true tourist shit.
I was surprised how close and easy the walk was from the city. 10 min walk and your at the bay.
Pretty nice scenery. Im actually glad I brought out the good camera for once.
Stopped by a nice bookstore in the village to look at shit. Most of the shit was wierd 1 off shit, which we love.
I tried to get Tammy to ride back in this carriage, but no go. lol
“yacht so big I can live in the sea”
We actually walked around alot more and ended up at the Gas Lamp quarter. Took the long way since google maps is retarded, and my phone died. Everywhere was packed as fuck being that comic con was in town. The streets were packed like it was New year’s or some shit.
Fleshlight was presenting a Tera Patrick Comedy show. Every dude that walked past with a comic con badge, each made a reference to fleshlight. Shit was funny, but not surprising that they knew what that shit was.
We ended up stopping at a diner/bar called Brian’s 24/7. Shit was packed too and got a table outside. Glad we got seated there, or I wouldn’t have been able to call out every cos play fanboy. Called out gambit, ash, hulk, and others. Every single person responded with a trademark saying of their character except for hulk. That fool was a bitch.
I called out this dude for cyclops and he corrected me and said he was morph. Who gives a fuck… If your morph than morph your ass into cyclops, or even wolverine, you got the same suit. They even posed for a photo, and his girl dressed as super woman apparently likes eating out pussy. They were cool though.
The food here was supposed to be childhood favorites. I asked about the deviled eggs and the hostess said just like your mom use to make them. My mom only made deviled eggs once for me so we were for sure ordering that shit in hopes that the hostess did have some sort of magical powers and knew how my mother made deviled eggs… but they were out. Ended up with tater tots as the appetizer. Tammy got the meatloaf, and I got chicken fried steak. The service sucked ass, but it was probably because we were outside and it was crowded.
We eventually finished dinner and walked around some more looking at all the wierdos. I honestly never knew that Gas Lamp got this packed. I heard about it being a good spot, but never really believed it till I saw if for myself.
We got tired and went back to the hotel.
The hotel itself was pretty nice. Since comic con was going on, most hotels were fully booked. I didn’t even know comic con was in town till I booked the room. I was gonna do like e40 and get la quinta inn, but that shit wasn’t worth it being that it’s only a 2 star at best, with a high price. All the cheaper hotels were pricey and I’m an extremist, so if I was gonna spend money anyways, might as well go hard. I tried getting a room and the W, but it was full. We ended up at the Westgate with the same 4 star rating, which turned out to be a decent hotel. I knew this shit was nice when I entered in the afternoon to check in and they had some girl sitting there playing the harp. First time seeing that shit for sure.
I actually told Tammy that we were staying at a la qunita or motel 6 the whole time on the ride up to SD. It was funny seeing her reaction when we pulled up to hotel valet.
The room was decent and not extravagant, but 1,000 times better than a holiday in or la quinta for sure. We checked out the next morning and went to Hash house for breakfast. Shit was packed like always, so we waited about a half hour. Not bad overall being that they told us 1 hour.
I wanted something different from all the other times and ordered the sausage pot pie, while Tammy got the Andy sage fried chicken eggs benedict.
My pot pie looked like a vagina with discharge and std’s. That shit tasted good though haha. We had left overs being that I didn’t want to go hard, since I had a 2 hour drive home and didn’t fell like shitting on myself. We got to-go boxes, but after we ordered their breakfast quasadilla to-go. I was expecting a regular to-go box, so I was suprised as fuck to see them hand us a mini catering tray. I opened it up when we got home, and saw this fucken beast of a quesadilla. Im eating that for the rest of the week!
Hash house should open a spot in LA asap.