Culture Shock
Ah Chamblee! The north Atlanta suburb best known for antiques and ethnic diversity served as the scene of a lunch between Jamie and myself today. With the help of yelp!, we headed up Buford Highway with the intentions of grabbing some delicious Korean BBQ. Unfortunately for us, the restaurant had the odd quirk of being closed on Tuesdays. We were hungry. We were in a foreign land. We were iPhoneless. We were fucked.
We made our way blindly through the cleverly named shopping plazas (Asian Plaza? Really?) where we found places like
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Finally, we settled on a location promising dim sum heaven and settled in for our delicious meal. The menu had a few… quirks… offering such deliciously-named dishes as Sliced Stomach in Sour Sauce, Pig Blood Intestine, and Fried Viscera. Seriously, call up your kid and have him come up with something better… like Phở King Guts. No? Fine.
Jamie ordered some stir fry while I requested the more adventurous Duck in Foo Chow Sauce. When I finally got it, I was a bit perplexed. The duck was in tiny one inch pieces, but with the bones left in. It was alot like sesame chicken, but saltier and with huge bones still left in it. It was like eating the world’s tiniest, chewiest, most-variable ribs. It came with rice. What the fuck do you want from me? How can I eat it with the rice if I have to tear the sticky flesh from the skeletal remnants of this unfortunate duck?
Obviously, we didn’t get much eating done. So we headed over to a taco place that some of Jamie’s co-workers had recommended to him. We didn’t have a big enough order to put on a card so we ordered an extra BBQ taco (for Jamie of course). Well, it should have been called a BBQS Taco because it had a STAPLE IN IT. Yum.
I know Buford Highway is legendary for good food. Surely there’s better places to go. So please, what are your favorite places to eat on Buford Highway?
