Clang, Clang, Clang Went the Trolley

Fish in the Gowanus 

I get cheap thrills from finding swarms of fish in the Gowanus Canal behind my work. 

Tacos and a Burrito take out from Brklyn Burro.  This guy got big points for having properly seasoned meat, adding charred green onion and the burrito was toasty warm and everything inside was layered and had purpose.  The size was optimal, not too big, but it was slightly reminiscent of the giant San Francisco burritos in that it was all in there, beans, rice, meat, lettuce, sour cream, salsa, melted cheese.  This guy touts Mission Style Burritos from SF for Brooklyn.  And the promise was kept.  

I do recall the Mission style giant burritos but I mainly ate them in Berkeley.  What I remember about the Mission District is all the Latino drag queen prostitutes and how it felt dangerous walking around even during the day, in mini skirts and black boots because the Central American immigrants who mistook us for little whores instead of the goofy drunk punks that we were. 

 

I made a little magic of my own with this Slow roasted Whole Jerk Chicken - stuffed with garlic and low and slowed - succulent awesomeness!  Tasted like it was made in a pit.