330 East Hennepin Avenue
Minneapolis, MN 55414
http://masusushiandrobata.com/
Do I even need to give you all words for this place? Maybe I will, but not now. Just soak it in.
Monday, February 20, 2012
Masu
Masu
330 East Hennepin Avenue
Minneapolis, MN 55414
http://masusushiandrobata.com/
330 East Hennepin Avenue
Minneapolis, MN 55414
http://masusushiandrobata.com/
Dear...2000...12?
Dear 2012,
This year will not be dedicated to making the same false promises of 2011...What in the hell???! It's 2012? Where did 2011 go? "See you in 2012!" God, it's like I was predicting the future. Or maybe I just knew what an amazingly procrastinating person I am. Embarassment and self-loathing for my own writing aside, this blog will continue. I see I have another follower, woot!
I have nothing else to give but apologies at this point. Maybe, just maybe, this year will be different...
Probably not.
Here's to 2013.
-BW
This year will not be dedicated to making the same false promises of 2011...What in the hell???! It's 2012? Where did 2011 go? "See you in 2012!" God, it's like I was predicting the future. Or maybe I just knew what an amazingly procrastinating person I am. Embarassment and self-loathing for my own writing aside, this blog will continue. I see I have another follower, woot!
I have nothing else to give but apologies at this point. Maybe, just maybe, this year will be different...
Probably not.
Here's to 2013.
-BW
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Dear 2011...
Dear 2011,
This year will not be dedicated to neglecting Food a la Blog or posting simply one entry about Cowboy Slims. Ugh, no wonder I'm just a poopoo hobby food writer. I swear I ate at better places than Cowboy Slims last year. Did I mention the one bartender who was working that afternoon was prego? Classy.
I have said this many times before, but this time I mean it...really...really. No more pretending that I don't have time to write. I love writing and thus to not write is to not love myself. Guess I'm loving myself right now...ew.
This is my written dedication to me, and my 3 fans that I will be back on the computer typing away about nonsense of the Midwest food world if for nothing more than to entertain myself. This year has already been full of restaurant surprises here in MN and at my favorite 'vacation desitination' IA. You get to hear about them all.
And I'm late for work. See you in 2012!
-BW
This year will not be dedicated to neglecting Food a la Blog or posting simply one entry about Cowboy Slims. Ugh, no wonder I'm just a poopoo hobby food writer. I swear I ate at better places than Cowboy Slims last year. Did I mention the one bartender who was working that afternoon was prego? Classy.
I have said this many times before, but this time I mean it...really...really. No more pretending that I don't have time to write. I love writing and thus to not write is to not love myself. Guess I'm loving myself right now...ew.
This is my written dedication to me, and my 3 fans that I will be back on the computer typing away about nonsense of the Midwest food world if for nothing more than to entertain myself. This year has already been full of restaurant surprises here in MN and at my favorite 'vacation desitination' IA. You get to hear about them all.
And I'm late for work. See you in 2012!
-BW
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Cowboy Slims
Yuck, did I really just go here to eat? Yes, I did. Looking for some quick bar food in Uptown and this is where we landed. I probably didn't even tell anyone I ate here because I was so embarrassed, but here I am.
Hello, my name is __________ and I ate at Cowboy Slims...
During a Thursday afternoon, the place was just packed floor to ceiling. We waited and waited and finally got a seat at this amazing dining establishment. Jokes. We were the only ones in the joint, our waitress was rude, the food was okay, should have gone to William's down the street. I guess if you were forced out against your will by a frat boy and all they would let you eat is stuff off the Cowboy Slims menu, then by all means, DO IT!
I had the buffalo chicken wrap (yup, out of my comfort zone, thinking outside the box) and my friend had some sort of salad. I tried to look up the menu information on their website, but apparently that too was designed by an infant. Bland, boring, blah, blah, blah, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. The waitress and her new employee shadow were so busy with their non-existent other tables that they only managed to check on us once. I enjoyed the conversation and the company...no let us never speak of this again...
So there you have it folks, I wouldn't pick death over eating at Cowboys Slims, but I'd be pretty friggin close.
Here's what fellow food enthuists from Yelp had to say...
"One guy drank the last of our beer and tried to sell us drugs. When I was walking to the bathroom, two dudes slapped my ass at the same time and started chanting "U-S-A U-S-A."
--Brian L., St. Paul
"I've never seen more tools in one place in my life...and I've been to Vegas!!"
--Lauren R., Minneapolis
"If this isn't the embarrassing poop stain of Minneapolis, I don't know what is."
--Ryan J., Minneapolis
Well said friends, well said.
-BananaWoo
Hello, my name is __________ and I ate at Cowboy Slims...
During a Thursday afternoon, the place was just packed floor to ceiling. We waited and waited and finally got a seat at this amazing dining establishment. Jokes. We were the only ones in the joint, our waitress was rude, the food was okay, should have gone to William's down the street. I guess if you were forced out against your will by a frat boy and all they would let you eat is stuff off the Cowboy Slims menu, then by all means, DO IT!
I had the buffalo chicken wrap (yup, out of my comfort zone, thinking outside the box) and my friend had some sort of salad. I tried to look up the menu information on their website, but apparently that too was designed by an infant. Bland, boring, blah, blah, blah, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. The waitress and her new employee shadow were so busy with their non-existent other tables that they only managed to check on us once. I enjoyed the conversation and the company...no let us never speak of this again...
So there you have it folks, I wouldn't pick death over eating at Cowboys Slims, but I'd be pretty friggin close.
Here's what fellow food enthuists from Yelp had to say...
"One guy drank the last of our beer and tried to sell us drugs. When I was walking to the bathroom, two dudes slapped my ass at the same time and started chanting "U-S-A U-S-A."
--Brian L., St. Paul
"I've never seen more tools in one place in my life...and I've been to Vegas!!"
--Lauren R., Minneapolis
"If this isn't the embarrassing poop stain of Minneapolis, I don't know what is."
--Ryan J., Minneapolis
Well said friends, well said.
-BananaWoo
Hello Foodblog...
Sincere apologies to my millions of readers...
*crickets*
But good news, I am back and ready to write and be really mean to people who work really hard to serve me food (kidding about the last part). I've been eating a lot lately, so be ready for a flood of entries, with little to no visual aides (sad face). Also, you can follow me on Twitter.com at BananaWoo where you might find a few random food picture postings.
-BananaWoo
*crickets*
But good news, I am back and ready to write and be really mean to people who work really hard to serve me food (kidding about the last part). I've been eating a lot lately, so be ready for a flood of entries, with little to no visual aides (sad face). Also, you can follow me on Twitter.com at BananaWoo where you might find a few random food picture postings.
-BananaWoo
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