i guess JeNNa had tried to make my 22nd bday there, but you needed to make reservations way sooner than she did...like atleast a month im talkin. now i know why. place is def poppin on the weekends. so me, matty thoburn, and alex head out to meet his g/f heather for her bday, and i guess she had some friends. turned out to be this new couple heather knew plus this girl shelly. so douche alex gets us lost, prob cuz alex cant handle the niXoN. we finally find the spot, in this what we call in LA "ghetto" parts of town. everything else on the block had closed shop for the evening but this place stuck out like a sore thumb. we finally arrive, neon lights like an amsterdam whorehouse, and a crowd that looked like a crowd waiting to welcome a new store to fairfax ave.
alex x heather x shelly x i forgot her name
we wait for a couple minutes and than are greeted by the staff like the lakers at staples center. so we arrange our seats, when there was thankfully a switch in the arrangement. the waitress wanted to have saki bomb contest with us. so homegirl takes our alcohol order where we order 1 keg and 2 saki's. that was just the beginning of the end. 3 saki bombs down and were on keg number 2 as well as ordering the MAndATorY $12 worth the dinner. i opted for the ginger chocken dinner. not too bad. but realy only was there for the saki bombs. leg me rewind for a second. on the first bomb the waitress gets your whole table amped up and does this saki ritual. thats the way the a REAL saki bomb is done. set it up on 2 chopsticks and than chant saki bomb back and forth with the waitress than pound the hell out of the able for a secheather x shelly x becky the waitress x i forgto her name