He wanted to go to the Find Art festival so bad, and he just wouldn't take no for an answer.I had to hop a plane the next day for a two month trip to Texas, so I didn't get to hang out with him long, but I did hear from a friend that he was still having a good time at the fest later that evening. but if I know him, it was probably one of the after parties.Chinese Beef Rolls – They put a crap ton of green stuff (chives? Salt and Pepper Fish Chops – I don’t remember how these were. When things come wrapped in tin foil animals I automatically bump them up a rating.At 21 pounds and more than three-feet long, he couldn't find an owner with a heart - or home - big enough to take him in - so he was forced to roam the streets in search of scraps to suppress his almighty appetite.Despite their protests I begged and begged, taking out books from the library on dog breeds, making lists to decide which would be “best for our family” and swearing up and down that I would be the best dog walker in all the land.It’s located in possibly the least Asian plaza in Irvine and I suspect they named themselves Asian Tapas solely to appeal to Americans who are afraid to try places with names like Chong Qing Mei Wei. Pork Pot Stickers – The flavor was good, but the meat kept sliding out of the skin.Which is too bad, because odds are the place called Din Tai Fung will be infinitely better than the place called Chinese Restaurant 2. Whoever is making their skins needs to rethink their recipe, because it’s not working. Stir-fried Lamb with Basil – Probably the best thing we ordered, though I might just be saying that because it came wrapped in a tin foil animal.
I named him Otto, in honor of another famous Otto in the neighbohood, Otto the octo-pirate.
He's probably off sailing the seas by now, but a few weeks ago he was pirating around the Smith-Beretania park in downtown Honolulu's Chinatown.