I basically hold the opinion that going out to expensive restaurants is a cop-out. Yes, there are some really great places out there that cost a pretty penny, and I do enjoy partaking in them from time to time. But it just seems lazy to me on some level. I would much rather find a great hole-in-the-wall, borderline divey place that isn’t all self-important.

Case in point: Yamo tonight with Al. Everything is under five bucks, there are eight seats, and the three Burmese ladies are constantly shouting and hacking at coconuts with a big cleaver.