make no mistake…
the bastard is not a fan of the forgotten borough…
the shao Lin…
the kills…
the port of Richmond…
every trip I ever took to staten island was in some way, shape, or form, a frikkin slog…
and I never really dug on it.
don't get me wrong I like seeing my family there…
and when I see them, it's good tiles I'm air quotes…
but it's a slog…
last weekend, the bastard brought the wife on said slog so she could chill out with her past.
this added up to an art show and I use the term loosely.
the upside being that I discovered that there is a rich soundtrack of ska in the landfill that made the evening tolerable.
but what made it great.
and there are few things I would associate the word 'great' with the landfill save for
jade island.
which may well have been the best Americanized Szechuan the bastard has every tasted.
I will come back and not because an episode of no reservations was filmed there.
i will because I will need their general tsos chicken in the future.
—the bastard
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