Buddha's Belly

Would you look at that? I didn't even have to come up with my own blog post name that's vaguely offensive to a minority because the restaurant did it for me! Woooooo!

Today's lunch, as you've noticed, was from Buddha's Belly which is, of course, an Indian food restaurant... Or a Japanese place? But with vaguely Thai influences as well? I don't know. It was a classic American thing to do: take a bunch of cuisines and cultures that are distinct and wonderful in their own right, then mash them all up and claim it's better. I'm not saying it was bad; it was in fact very good. What I am saying is I'm against America. Wait that came out wrong, what I mean is when shit like this happens (you know, throwing a blanket term over an entire continent of cultures, like "Asian") I just don't feel proud to be an American. Oh fuck, Cindy McCain just went on CNN to tell everyone that she has always been proud to be an American, that she loves Buddha Belly, and that they should all read her own, very American blog: "Cindy Eats."

Anyway, back to the food... I had Japanese Style Baked Alaskan Black Cod, which was absolutely fantastic. The plating was wonderful (thank you Kristin, the lovely and talented lady who always sets out our food at Final Cut) but the real accomplishment of the meal was the mixture of flavors. They give you like 5 different things, and if you just mix them all together its absolutely fantastic. Wonderful variety. I felt like I was back in 7th grade and had just discovered I could Ask Jeeves to find pictures of boobs: "Wait... All these are for me?!? Thank you Jeeves, thank you!"

I do question the preparation of the edamame however. Now, you can blame me for ordering edamame for take out, which is valid. It's like a really yappy dog or your mother-in-law, it doesn't travel well. I however, blame the restaurant for not salting the stuff beforehand. If you don't want the salt and it's there, you don't have to awkwardly suck the outside of the pods. However, if you do want the salt and it isn't there, you're screwed. Now, don't tell me I could salt it myself, because that's crap. You and I both know the salt on the edamame at sushi places is some special, extra delicious salt. Despite what you might have heard or seen on the Internet, I don't suck the salt off of anything else. Edamame is it. I want the special salt. I need it. And you, Buddha Belly, deprived me of that.

Despite their salt hording ways and their apparent ideological similarities with Rush Limbaugh, Buddha's Belly's cod was good enough to leave me incredibly satisfied. Order it and you won't be disappointed. Now I've got to run, I hear a helicopter hovering above Final Cut and I'm pretty sure it's Sarah Palin and her prego daughter come to hunt my American hating ass down like all those American hating wolves in Alaska.