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...vampire sans typical vampire character quirks: he goes to church, sleeps during the night and goes out during the day. Ganja, the wife of one of his previous victims, soon falls in love with Green, even after she finds her husband’s body in a meat locker. There is some greatness here, however, including the Doctor’s ridiculous trip to a Harlem blood bank and Ganja’s eccentric childhood memories...
Café Mami, a self-labeled Japanese bistro, is the most popular restaurant of the bunch. Lucky patrons sit on foldout chairs at communal tables, while a stereo behind the counter provides a hum of Japanese soft pop. The specialty here is the Tokyo Style Hamburg Set ($7), a meat patty served on rice with “Mami’s special homemade tomato sauce.” The best bargain is the Lunch Special, served Monday through Thursday until 3 p.m.—$4.76 for a bowl of miso soup, and beef or chicken curry served with...
Sapporo Ramen, Mami’s immediate neighbor, far surpasses the ramen of late-night snacking renown. Here, the traditional noodle soup is served in big clay bowls, aromatic and steaming. The chefs begin boiling a huge pot of meat-based broth at 6 a.m. each day. Then a flavoring is added: soy sauce ($5.75) or miso ($7.75). The noodles, which come packaged in dry chunks, are kept cooking in a large wok over an open flame, and are scooped out at serving time and ladled into the broth. The cook adds toppings from small plastic containers: mushrooms, scallions...
...homey enough, with wooden tables and chairs, small window-shaped mirrors and fake plants lining the wall. The specialties are the Dop Baps, or Korean rice bowls ($6.95). The food is not fantastic—there’s a reason this one is empty. Great barbeque requires great meat, and the base ingredient here is chewily sub-par. For the price, however, it’s okay, and the eccentricity of the menu merits at least a passing glance. I have yet to try the “Spice Kielbasa Stir...
10/8/03—While disembarking the shuttle, an anonymous female approached me and uttered the phrase “eye meat.” Confused, I proceeded without acknowledging her. Moments later, I realized she might have actually said “Hi Pete” and, so, I chased down the shuttle, briefly catching up to it. However, I was not able to say hi so much as discharge a gasping wail, which I grudgingly concede is not a proper hello...