
This guy is hungry for a TokyoDog! WIth all that urban destruction and fury . . . you can definitely work up an appetite of giant lizard proportions.
Love this Tokyo Dog-zilla . . . woof woof yum! |
What variety! |
As someone who works in the culinary vacuum that is downtown Seattle, I appreciate mobile food. Best case scenario: a go-to rotation of food trucks visit the ACT Theater/Convention Center/Two Union Square area in downtown Seattle. Despite the efforts of the underground eateries sprinkled between the Convention Center and One Union Square (to include gem in the rough, Juicy Cafe), the culinary variety is otherwise, in my opinion, lacking. A few authentic ethnic (Ethiopian, non-chain Mexican, Moroccan) would go a long way up in our neck of the woods. Most good eats are a hike away in Belltown (Black Bottle, Mama's, the Tom Douglas empire) or down closer to the waterfront (Pabla Indian, Japonesa, Mae Phim, Maximilien). Although I happily confess to sacrificing foot pain in exchange for good food, make no mistake that I firmly believe the words "hike" and "heels" do not belong in the same sentence. Ever.
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