Tag Archives: chinatown

What’s yelp? “Yelp is the fun and easy way to find, review, and talk about what’s great – and not so great –in your area.” Go ahead, log on to yelp and search Chinatown in Seattle, WA. Chances are the first couple pages are all restaurant reviews and to make matters worse, Dim Sum is in its own section outside of food. For many people, the International District seems to generate an exclusivist ego for those searching for “secret Asian goodies.” And Yelp, well it’s the ultimate outlet for those Lewis and Clarks who brag to friends and families about their newly found treasure, to allow them to brag to an entire community. Although Yelp uses the term “review”, I find it increasingly difficult to understand it if each reviewer is awarded badges of honor such as “elite member” displayed on their profile page and avatar. What exactly dubs thy an “elite member” of a community review website? I had previous notions that those who are “elite” demonstrate a particular knowledge or skill of a particular craft. And to make matters worst, users have developed slang terminology for popular locations such as Uwajimaya, now sadly known as “The Waj.” No offense Yelp, I usually enjoy reading what people have to say, but I am never fully convinced of what any one person has to say on Yelp.

here are some statements ive copied and pasted from yelp:
It’s “The Waj”.

It’s Ranch 99’s trendy, but sweet sibling. The sister you strive to become.

sounds like this person has some unsolved family issues

There are so many unusual items at the Waj as it is affectionately called by locals.  I love that you can get more than just asian food here.”

as i read it, unusual items = asian food

Can’t read the asian writing, or, don’t know how to cook a specific product that looks interesting to you? Ask someone who works there. Most of the time I have had no problem at all asking how to use a specific  sauce, or how find things that I needed for recipes.”

asian writing? wtf?

What kind of dork reviews a grocery store? This kind, apparently.

When I was a kid I hated Asian food. I refused to eat it under any circumstances. Eventually I became old enough to drink and one very intoxicated evening I decided to cave in and try yakisoba. Ever since then Japanese food and I have been best pals.

you’re not alone, there are thousands of dorks reviewing on that website, if you didnt notice.

This is the best thing in the International District.  Amtrak is located nearby and there are plenty of buses running in and out of this neighborhood

you would want to get out of the neighborhood immediately after your trip to “the best thing in the I.D.”

Not much to do in Chinatown/International District; Uwajimaya is probably the biggest highlight.

i have to respect your decision, i dont agree with it at all though

im not dissing yelp on this, just the people who post on yelp (the louis and clarks, the exclusivists egos, mostly white people)

ps,

yelp offers to remove bad ratings for a fee (for businesses)

talk about extortion:

http://www.eastbayexpress.com/news/yelp_and_the_business_of_extortion_2_0/Content?oid=927491

another great post about why yelp sucks:

http://feedmedrinkme.blogspot.com/2009/02/problem-with-yelp.html



from posting photos

i should get to it!

here are some photos from the past month (of which ive forgotten to update during that time)

allentown

allentown

allentown

allentown

i-5

i-5

these hands

chinatown

chinatown

chrep moang and her fiance

tsb!

tsb!

jensen

jensen

jensen

jensen

amos

amos

color theory

color theory

color theory

color theory

color theory

color theory

so many good experiences took place today

for starters

i found this in my box at school today:

vday

vday

vday

vday

aside from the bad handwriting (i hope you draw really well..jk)

and the candy being from mexico

i was damn suprised someone left this in my box

and since i realize there are too many possibilities of who couldve left this

a friend playing a prank, my teacher who felt miserably sorry for me, the mexican immigrant i hired in front of lowe’s on ranier, my friend from elementary school named “Im N. Telling”

it just goes on

so i wont waste time analyzing this situation

it’s merely free candy..correction

free bad-tasting candy..

the candy was like crack, its so bad..but i was starving in humanities and science so i ate one

one became three..three became six..six became twelve..

and then i cut myself off

i do appreciate it though, so if youre reading this

thanks for the corazones dulces

on another note

ive finally got in contact with my mother’s side of the family

to put in short, my mother left when i was very young, about 1-ish

i havent spent much time dwelling over it these past few years,  a decade even

which is why most of my friends dont seem to know about it

but now, 18 years from then

ive finally been able to get in contact with a member from her family

i had been searching for my grandmother for a few months now

after talking it over with my dad, i had felt an unbearable amount of guilt

from my responsibilities of being a grandson who very much like his own mother

had abandoned someone who had no fault to blame

my grandmother was not the one who left me

and there was no reason to extinguish our relationship

but i was too young and powerless of any actual consciousness to decide anything then

how many times can a single-parent raised child tell themselves

“its not my fault”

before the guilt is gone

i would never subdue myself to that extent

and rob myself of an experience that so few (and at the same time, very many)

have the chance to do

to explore life at this great of a degree

and question these meanings and experiences

and most importantly

to take everything that it means into your own hands

from what i last remembered, she lived in chinatown

and for myself, someone who spends so many hours of his damn life

walking the streets of jackson to maynard

i often question to myself when i look into every elderly asian womans eyes

“is that my grandmother? are you my grandmother?”

ive had a very deep rooted history in chinatown

from being raised in the homeless shelter at a very young age, to growing up on jackson square in little saigon in the early 90s, to experiencing the thrills and tragedies of what it means to be in a “gang” and avoiding the now terminated gang unit that patrolled the district, to getting my first real under the table job in chinatown, the list just goes on and on

and i believe that every single experience that has occurred in my past

has brought and molded me to where and who i am now

and it will continue to do so

i was able to find (or my cousin thi was able to.. thanks!!) my auntie (mom’s cousin) who now lives in dallas, tx through facebook (imagine that!)

and we’ve been able to exchange words with each other, catching up in a somewhat awkward but proper manner, and have exchanged numbers

to her and her two sisters that live here in seattle, as well as my grandmother

so i can only hope that i will recieve that call soon

although i dont know how to feel

its an exciting and nerve-wrecking moment

there has been so much ive wanted to do and say

but now that its here, im sort of at a lost for words (go figure)


BUT THATS NOT FUCKING IT!

my dad brought home a new member to the family

the un-named

the un-named

the un-named

the un-named

we need a name for her

please leave ideas and suggestions as a comment (;

exciting..and a great three day weekend ahead..

anticipations: snowboarding, photography, website

i know i pretty much failed at my goals for getting this website up

but i have made it up with plenty of pics

i have still not yet transitioned into becoming comfortably awake at 6:30 AM

and i am desiring a tremendous amount of sleep

although its not that i have been lacking rest, one can not make up hours of sleep anyways..

i think its time to give into the coffee/college student persona

tea aint cuttin it..

although i’ve gone this entire week without listening to my ipod on the bus

its been traded in for my camera

the bus

the bus

waiting for a lift up

waiting for a lift up

6th floor, where my morning starts

6th floor, where my morning starts

foundations was fun today, not that its not fun everyday (if youre reading this ruthie)

we rode the bus from convention place to chinatown through the tunnel as we made gesture drawings of the people we saw on the bus, the clothing they wore, and anything specific that stood out to us for the cluster were working on. drawing is always cool, i hope it becomes an ongoing theme of this semester

we got off at the last stop of the ride free area, chinatown..my favorite place in the world

chinatown field trip

chinatown field trip, ruthie with rice crackers

cassandra

cassandra

cameron

cameron

a happy justin

a happy justin

i really liked this one of justin too, so im including another

i really liked this one of justin too, so im including another

chris

chris

ruthie and jenny

ruthie and jenny

sara and cassandra

sara and cassandra

the lovely girl who let me use her paper (sorry! i dont remember your name yet -__-)

the lovely girl who let me use her paper (sorry! i dont remember your name yet -__-)

after foundations, i had another 4 1/2 hour brake until my next class..of which i spent 1/2 in the cafe, 2 in the library, 1 at 24 hour fitness, and 1 at the orion center..where i still remain undefeated in pool

cornish cafe

cornish cafe

cornish cafe

cornish cafe

www.hakalaproductions.com

jason hakala, dope videographer: www.hakalaproductions.com

i really, really, really wish i could say more

maybe ill share an essay on here later

because im feeling my posts are getting more boring..

but i am excited at how many comments ive been getting! its a total suprise that people are reading this thing

atleast i know that much..

ps

all photos were taken with my new walkaround prime lens..the sigma 30mm f/1.4

which i have to say

is doing me good right now

the colors are amazing, the depth of field is so shallow its sexy, the size and weight are minimal to fit in my bag, and the speed is remarkable in low light situations

and its wide enough for just about anything

Chinatown

Chinatown

new lens!?!?! how??? a new style of photos im taking

I love this place

it’s the first place i go to if i know im not doing anything, a thing ive been doing since the 7th grade..

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

After 8pm, $2.49 Sushi!

After 8pm, $2.49 Sushi!

Glowing Buddha

Glowing Buddha

Waji

Waji

Ichi the Killer

Ichi the Killer

Joy to the World

Joy to the World

Chinatown

Chinatown

The Purple Man

The Purple Man

Chinatown

Chinatown

What happens when Garbage trucks cant make it down King

What happens when Garbage trucks cant make it down King

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

I dont remember shit from 93, but ive always heard about 93 in seattle

and with the recession in full effect (or not…yet) alot of shit has been going down in south and central seattle

well thats what i hear anways..you know i keep my ears open for these things, i gotta stay hip to it!! haha

with the recent shooting in southcenter and the many more (which you dont hear about) in south seattle/skyway

unless you hear the gunshots and see the skid marks for yourself, thankfully i dont

the recession is hitting hard, people are stealing from friends, friends stealing from people..its getting outta hand..and i cant convince myself to pay $5 for a roll of sushi anymore.

just tellin you all to be safe out there! and if there are any dead dogs and white people dead on the road, i know who did it! BRRRRRRRAT!!

on another note, lets talk about music…lets talk about hip hop

linked up with nam and khingz yesterday night after my last class had ended, still trying to get the taste of carrot juice out of my mouth, but not being able to convince myself that i had to buy water. ive never been down with buying water! so i hit up khelil right after i got out of the tunnel, asked him if he wanted to meet up and take some photos in chinatown (i miss this place) since he lives like 5 minutes from it via bus tunnel. Headed straight for the waji (uwajimaya) and for some damn reason i spent 10 minutes looking at the sushi!!!! the price goes down after 6, because then its not fresh anymore..it gets below the $5 point, which i can do..not because im budgeting (probably it) but because i can now excuse myself as being a victim of the recession, i cant eat fresh sushi nomo, the current economy got me eating discount sushi (wtf!!)

and why did it take 10 minutes for khelil to get there when he lives 5 minutes away? i dont know..its probably because he was trying to look hella fresh for the photos, rockin that handmade wool jacket made by JILLTHY (his girlfriend)

damn jills, what do i gotta do to get one of those? pleeaaaaaasse!!!!!!

we then started conversing in a thug like manner, peepin what’s currently in and out in japanese culture, checking out the free shit they give away with their magazines (although theyre $10+ magazine, were basically payin for it), then talking about how fresh this iz and that iz, then trying to imitate it with US brands because we dont get filthy shit like they do in japan..

20 minutes later, nam arrives

and we get this shoot crackin!!!!

nam

nam

khingz

khingz

khingz

khingz

khingz

khingz

daichi

daichi

daichi

daichi

daichi

daichi, khingz, nam

daichi

daichi

nam

nam

nam

nam

nam

nam

met daichi in front of gossip, a dj from japan, who’s actually leaving to do a show in shibuya in a few weeks…fucking jealous.

the seattle music scene is exciting right now, with all this material theyre being spoonfed from the recession, we can all pursue a more authentic gangster rap hustler persona hahaha

OHHH YEAH! AND ALWAYS CHECK OUT ANY OF THE ARTISTS MUSIC I POST ON HERE! BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT ONLY AMAZING AND TALENTED LOCALS, BUT BECAUSE I SHOW THEM LOVE AND THEY SHOW ME LOVE!! WHAT GETS THEM EXPOSURE GETS ME EXPOSURE!

NAM: www.myspace.com/nam206

KHINGZ: www.myspace.com/khingz