December 5, 2008 in west seattle | Tags: jak’s grill, morton’s, steakhouse, west seattle | 1 comment
It was a Saturday night, and somewhat incredulously, I found myself in West Seattle for the third time in as many months. Also beyond belief: I was having dinner at mothertrucking JaK’s Grill. Now I readily admit that my food writing is completely subjective and hopelessly incompetent, but this is only exacerbated by the fact that I’m nowhere near equipped to comment on a steakhouse. I know nothing about steak, and don’t much care to.
Car Counselor: Steak and service | West Seattle Herald
Auto repair is a lot like that steak. There are many choices in where to take your vehicles for service, and sometimes a wide range of prices for service. A shop that is properly equipped and employs well-trained and experienced technicians may seem more expensive at first, but before you choose the lower-priced options, examine what you get for your money.
Bend over Abigail May is the title of the blog post pointing out this insane steak rant by one of my most favorite awesome comedians, Patton Oswalt. It’s dirty and loud and you most definitely need headphones, especially if at work or with children or grandmothers around.
“Every time you eat a steak, a hippie’s hackey-sack goes down the sewer.” –P.O.
and one more time, let’s hear it for totally rad food scumbags at Grocery Eats
