if you love yourself, you watch “martin” and you remember the episode when he went on a health kick and uttered the famous line…
lips that that touch swine, will never touch mine cuz i feel so divine ::insert bodyroll here::
anywho, good thing i never had the hots for martin and that the show was fake because i am one of the few people in the world that still love pork on their fork. i met up with a friend of a friend a few weeks ago and the night ended in my favorite place in the city, chinatown. it’s well documented on this site that i’m obsessed with the area, but there are still so many restaurants left to conquer. thanks to my new friend i’ve discovered a safe haven for my love of the oink.
enter taiwan pork chop house.
i’ve been back twice since my first trip and i have no shame about that. what beats a massive freshly grilled pork chop, piping hot sticky rice, and veggies for five bucks? i’ll wait. their menu is pretty expansive (fried chicken included) and packed with taiwanese old faithfuls. the staff is generally standoffish, which is fine because i don’t need someone hovering while i’m eating like a savage.
beside being super cheap and super delicious, taiwan pork chop house is also next to a fye liquor store that has amazing chinese booze and wine for the low. so if you’re ever in the area, stop by and see my peeps at the tpc house and tell them the girl with the unbuttoned jeans sent ya!