Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Zidane, Naturally.

What's up with all these bloggers becoming podcasters nowadays? Almost makes me want to pull a Zidane.

On second thought, I think I might start one myself. I know enough crazy people that it might just work. And by crazy, I mean neurotic, narcissistic, and incredibly entertaining. Naturally, I mean bloggers.

Speaking of which, I hung out with a few of them last night. It's Restaurant Week here in New York City, so I used that as an excuse to have some good food and conversation. We went to Riingo, so at least the conversation was good.

Dinner at Riingo

Okay, the food wasn't horrible, I would even say it was good; but there was just no 'wow' factor. In the end, the price just didn't justify the small portions and mediocrity. There's just better deals out there; and naturally, I already have plans to find them.

6 comments:

GrooveTheory said...

I say, we should do a gaysian podcast one day, how's that?

And with regards to your review on Riingo ... I totally agree on all accounts. I loved my steak, but for what I paid for, I was expecting a shoulder massage from the head garcon.

Wayne said...

Next time, we go eat Chinatown. Little Price, lots of Rice and Noodle. :)

Or the dumpling place. 1 dollah fo four.

Neverless, it was a fun night. :)

And with regards to your review on Riingo ... I totally agree on all accounts. I loved my fish, but for what I paid for, I was expecting a full body tongue bath from the host. (I think he kinda looks like Matthew Fox. And who wouldn't want to do IT with him on the beach?)

Robert said...

That picture is very cute! So how long did the orgy last?? :-)

Kidding!!! I'm gross AND naughty! Happy Thursday X2!

TCho said...

I'm so embarrassed. I look like I don't want to be there! I think I was sleepy from the wine. lol

I think Michael and that coffee filter dress should have won last night.

Knottyboy said...

You know who needs a Zidane? The bush administration, right to the nut sack. But I digress....

Nothing worse than going to "THE" it restaurant only to have the ambiance fizzle in your lap like a cooked shrimp. Food not withstanding, if the service doesn't sing than what's the point. Oh well, there's always Taco Bell for schlubs like me.
kb

Deviant said...

My ears are burning!