In addition to offending your lovely sensibilities, I also share my words (although with far less dick and fart jokes) on the Brooklyn Flea website. Maybe you’ve read it, or maybe you’ve gotten up off the couch and been to the Flea. It’s an awesome place to go, its a fucking awesome place to eat. Each Saturday morning I wake up with the dilemma of whether I will be eating a taco or papusa or Mexican-styled corn or grilled cheese with McClures spicy pickles or a lobster roll or a homemade ricotta prosciutto arugula thingy from my homegirls that make their own cheese. Either way, I know I won’t be eating Jordan’s cold noodles.

But now they’ve really done it. They brought in Asia Dog. Asia Dog will put all sorts of gems like curry or kimchi on both meat and vaggie hot dogs. Delish. Check the full menu here.

But listen, I already wrote about these folks once, so just read the shit here.

The point of THIS piece is to let you know its a small fucking world. The guys that do Asia Dog are down with the dumpling guy in Carroll Gardens, Eton. And when I was smashing a kimchi dog in my face last, they let me know that Steve would be entering in Eton’s Anniversary Celebration Dumpling Eating Contest. And you know I love me some dumplings.

First to 25 wins. It was awesome and gross and it made me hungry so B and I ordered a round of the meat. Oh man. Eton. Go there and get one of each kind.

Eton Dumplngs

Eton Dumpling Eating Contest