Babs has issues: part 2, the revenge of Bab's issues

 This cute sight can mean only one thing: Bunchy was at my house.  Babs really put in some time in the ol magazine rack, including taking a very tense nap.

 In the quest to always write about the new, the hip, and the obscure, it can be easy to forget the restaurants that just carry on quietly turning out excellent food.  Kru is one of those places, and I'm lucky that it's one of the restaurants closest to my house.  For four bucks they give you a pretty enormous serving of sunomono, and could there be a cooler, more refreshing snack when it's like 103 degrees outside?  The paper thin texture was so pleasing because somehow the slices retained their crunch.  It was just lightly vinegared, with a slick of sesame oil.

 Billy Ngo sent out an amuse bouche of, I believe, hamachi in a poke marinade, with a half cherry tomato, slivered red onion, and micro cilantro on top.  A single bite of summer.

This is my usual at Kru: the chef's choice nigiri.  Always something new and tasty.