Dave Rice 9:30 a.m., April 24
Army & Navy brekky
“Don’t get me wrong. If I didn’t love my place up in the Hollywood Hills, I’d come live down here.”
Ed gets protective of his egg-topped pizza in the Gaslamp.
“Hi there!” “Hello. Care to see...” I notice they target the man every time. Good strategy.
“Gimme the basic burger,” I say. “Uh, no,” says Leighanne.
Ed gets punched by a nubbly, crunchy, and salty burger at Nunu’s in Hillcrest.
Ed doesn’t pig out too much at Doña Tina’s kitchen
Hoo-wee! Zingy, but tasty. And this little pot of fire is a meal in itself.
Ed tries the Doormat at the Joint in Ocean Beach. It’s a sushi roll.
“Sushi chefs’d freak,” says Big John. “We have sushi that we just make up, like our Dr. Eel Good, the Betty, the Joint, the Mary Jane, the O’Beef. That has seared filet mignon on top…” ...
Ed roots out the hidden meat at Nicolosi’s
Perfect night for sitting out. If you have a heater. And that makes it a perfect night to be in El Cajon. Because, by my reckoning, the City of the Valley has the best sidewalk ...
Ed shrieks to find he could have had the steak at Hexagone.
“Well you know you can get half-size entrées for half off the normal price during happy hour.”
Ed sinks his fangs into some Indian food.
‘These are the eight elements to a perfect meal,” says Kais. “Sweet, bitter, sour, salty, and umami; then smell, texture, and temperature. Your appreciation of taste and flavor evolves from the basic senses.” Huh. Kais ...
Ed corners the New York on Rye food truck. They can’t leave until he pushes a big sandwich into his face.
On the map!
Ed sinks his fangs into some hot Indian food at 8Elements.