The unofficial larb eatery

From Ghetto to Gourmet, from Pabst to Perignon, EatFiend is where you will find pictures of food, skateboarding, the ways of the Almighty Larb and drunken ramblings about pictures of food.

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

EatFiend @ Bbq 81, North Park San Diego

This place recently shut down, which kind of bummed me out...
You can't deny how great this bbq is! Half rack of pork ribs, collared greens, Hawaiian sweet rolls and some green beans! Yum!
Meat sandwiches and potato salad for days!
Just slather that shit bbq sauce!
Went with a deep crew, that's why I was able to get some good pics. The more I look at these pics, the more bummed I am that this place is gone. San Diego just doesn't appreciate good homestyle bbq.
This dish didn't stand a chance!
Pretty obvious why it shut down.
The spot was owned/ tributed to the owners father whom was a retired football player. 
He played for the L.A. Rams.
I must admit, their helmets are pretty cool.
Plenty of beer on tap. Just no patrons. It was rad that we got to experience this spot.
Too bad, considering they had great reviews on Yelp.



Thursday, March 26, 2015

Mandatory Bloggery- Fuck Mondays Love Donuts

Looks like somebody has a case of the fucking Mondays.

Best reaction ever.
 So I hydroplained the blue vuvla on my way to work. It was fucking freaky.
 A random tow truck driver stopped by and helped me out.
 Fired the fucker right up and drove it home. This thing is a beast.
 Damage assessment.  
 Almost a 100 percent positive this things frame is damaged.
 That's what I get for speeding right after it got done raining.

Afterwards, this song pretty much reflected my day and attitude.
 12th and Imperial bus station. DTSD
 Back to the ghetto limo life.
Meatball life. I'm a greasy fuckin' meatball sometimes.
When I take a pic this close, I like to pretend my hands are as big as Andre The Giants, r.i.p.
Sweating it out on a bike ride with WormTits.
Even though I'm on a cruiser, I was eating my dust!
Then he actually started pedaling and he smoked me.
Stupid hipster.
Gold Donuts. Not to be confused with Golden Donuts.
Love these prices. 
Keeping it traditional. I love old school donut hangouts. Y'know, the type where old people wait outside all morning just for them to open.
Killing it. Old fashions and jelly filled donuts are the best! Plus a ham n cheese croissant WITH jalapenos. YES PLEASE!
Small place= low overhead.
Then we headed back to H.Q. 
Larue gave me the viewing pleasure of this vid! I gotta get a copy.
Alotta lost and forgotten footy. Until now! Love how they put a donut stain on the back cover.
Hope this goes online soon.



Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Mandatory Bloggery- Viva Las Vegas part 3

Went to "the most popular pizza joint in Vegas", Pizza Rock. 
The place did not disappoint.
I agree, cold pizza is pretty darn good.
I'll have a few bowls then.
If you've gotta ask...
Randomly found this.
Best deal I came across that wasn't a liquor store.
$5 for a 32 ouncer! I drank 3 of these bad boys and a few margaritas! Fuggit!
This thin crust pepperoni and feta pie really rocked my socks off. Crunchy crust and greasy ass meat.
For some reason this reminded me of Adam from Workaholics doing his "Camp Demamp" vids.
Words to live by.
I know I've posted this before, butt fuck it.
Gimme some fuckin' pizza... so creepy.
The margarita on the right had some sort of habanero spice to it. The wife and I were kickin' 'em back like we'd never see them again.
All boozed up I found a pack of crayons and started doodling.
Everybody was lagging with there chit-chatting. "Less talking, more eating." I'd say. And then I'd put my head down and continue sippin' and drawin'.
Stratosphere Hotel. 
Aladdin hotel. Bye Felicia.
One day, I'll witness something like this in person.
Drunk girl, probably crying to her boyfriend that she just cheated on.
Over it.
The birthday girl wanted to roll to another club. Fuck it. I was flasking it at this point. During these uncertain economic times, it would be foolish not to. After all, I'm rich with friends not money.
That's all I need........ and this skateboard..... and this book of matches.....
There's plenty of places I can go, where people believe in me!
Golden titties!
The next morning before we left, I joined a $65 poker tournament. Texas Hold 'Em is the shit.
"You know I'm going to lose! 'Cuz gamblin's for fools! That's the way I like it baby, I DON"T WANNA LIVE FOREVER!" -Lemmy
Out of 24 people that joined the tournament I was busted out at the halfway point. No biggie.
The Luxor.
This was the last pic of the trip. Good and drunk, we made our way to the airport. There I stuffed my liver with a few white Russians and woke up back home in San Diego.

Vegas was a good time.