Here is my Saturday night Step-By-Step™ for Montreal:
1. Go say what up to the crew at Le Filet. Go for a little grind, get the Huitres Garnies like the Hon Shimeji, huile de truffe, creme d’huitres or Gratin de miso. Thank me later. Finish off with the Hamachi, sesame, sumac and Rilletes de Maquereau, fume, huile citron and toast. (You might want to make a reservation at the bar, which is something I love about Montreal). Get some vino and some cocktails in your system. Alternate opening salvo: Hit up Lemeac or Juni and package with Baldwin, although I like those spots better during the week. Or maybe Pixtos, although I like that place better during the week also.
2. Head over to St. Laurent and get another warm up cocktail at Kamasutra and spit some Game at some dancers (Continue reading…)
Now before I went to Montreal for the summer, I checked the Internet for any decent Data Sheets on restaurants there. There is some ok info on the Internet, but nothing really comprehensive. So I decided to put together the dopest Data Sheet on Montreal restaurants on the Internet, For The People, of course.
Montreal: Georges St-Pierre VS Michael Porfirio Mason
Part I
First night in Montreal:
I was going to meet this fly girl that I met at Cavalli on my earlier trip. She is mad fly; blue eyes, dark haired Québécois girl. She actually spent the time and found my apartment for me. What a sweetheart. And I haven’t swooped her yet.
I take a cab over to Bice. It is not my choice, it was hers, but (Continue reading…)
“When you’re too hood to be in them Hollywood circles.
And you’re too rich to be in that hood that birthed you.” – Nas
A lot of young up and coming G’s on the rise stop me on the streets and ask me the secret to my success.
Truthfully, I am not exactly sure what it is. But I realized something in Montreal:
I rock The High-End and Low-End Theory. I think this separates me from most of the Trust Fund International Playboys that you see out there cutting it up.
What I mean by The High-End and Low-End Theory, is I pretty much always roll in really high end scenes or really low end scenes. You won’t catch me in the suburbs at Applebee’s ordering the filet well done. (I only eat steaks rare. Hell, I would eat them raw if they would serve them to me.)
In Montreal, I would work out, do pushups and shadow box in the parks with heroin addicts. And then at night, you would see me in the dopest clubs partying with fly girls and model girls.
I noticed, that the people you would see in the parks wouldn’t be at the club.
And the people at the club, wouldn’t be in the parks with the heroin addicts.
It was only your humble author that you would find in both.
Because, how do you know where you are going if you don’t look back?
(By the way, you want to learn Game? Then quit reading all those pick up artist jokers, and watch Roberto Duran. Now transpose that into your life. Now you have Game.)
“I love Los Angeles. I love Hollywood. They’re beautiful. Everybody’s plastic, but I love plastic. I want to be plastic.” – Andy Warhol
“Hollywood is a place where they’ll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss and fifty cents for your soul.” – Marilyn Monroe
Let’s breakdown one of my favorite West Coast hoods:
3 Clubs – I have been going to this place since I was a little kid. In fact, it used to be my Base of Operations back in the day. I have swooped mass girls out of this piece. I still dig it.
El Floridita – Great spot to get your Cuban grind on if you haven’t been to Miami in a while. Salsa dancing on Mondays. Which is legit because the place holds fly girls like:
Wild Card Boxing Club – One of my favorite on Earth. Not just Boxing Gym’s, one of my favorite places on Earth. This place is it. Nowhere do I feel more comfortable and in my element than Wild Card Boxing Club. Straight up love this place. Data Sheet Here: Wild Card Boxing Club, Hollywood, CA: It Ain’t Easy
Los Balcones – Good spot for a little Peruvian grind. Can be some girls here. Hit or miss on that front though.
Bodega Wine Bar – I actually just checked, and it closed in Hollywood. That is ok though, this place was hyped on the Internet, but I think that it really sucked.
Wood and Vine – Not a bad spot to take a girl for a little vino. Food doesn’t blow minds, but this place is A-OK when my AK sprays when I say my ABC’s in my book.
W Hotel, Hollywood – Place is pretty weesh. But then again, I hate all phony boutique hotel chains like The W.
Katsuya – Every moron props this place. It sucks. Chefs are retarted. Overpriced hack job. Maybe if you are from Ohio you would think it’s dope. Typical weesh SBE Entertainment crap.
Cleo – That being said, Cleo is by SBE also and is kind of decent. The bar can be good for swooping. I have swooped a few Armenian girls out this piece.
Hollywood Roosevelt – Didn’t go here on this trip. But believe it or not, my MOM stayed here recently. She even had a hook up on a discounted room!
Musso and Frank – Old school. I got this place on lock.
Supper club – I don’t feel this place.
Pizzeria Mozza – I am down with this spot. Nancy Silverton, Mario Batali and Joseph Bastianich running the show.
Go Burger – Good spot to get your burger on.
Bliss Café – Real Wimpster spot. I don’t really step to this spot, although I would under the right circumstances.
Magnolia – Not bad for a casual grind.
Sabinas – Good cheap spot for a lunch grind.
Off Vine – Good spot to take a fly girl. Food is decent, not mindblowing.
L’Scorpion – Tequila bar. I don’t step here.
El Pueblo Viejo – Decent Mex.
La Numero Uno – Good Salvadoran grinds. Closes too early though.
The Redbury Hotel – Houses Cleo mentioned above.
Lexington Social House – This was my spot back when I stayed in Hollywood last time. Defeated a bunch of weesh Actor guys and swooped heavy. Door guy can be a pain, unless you have him on lock. Thankfully, I do.
Beso – I don’t step here.
Xiomara – Not a bad grind for dinner to mix things up.
Doomies – Vegetarian grind. Pretty good too.
Sushi Hiroba – Ok. Not really feeling it. Not a top notch sushi joint.
Cactus Taqueria – This place gets high marks all around, but is not that great Mex. Doesn’t compare to San Diego Taco Shops.
Philly Steak out – Always wanted to hit this place up.
Flaming Patty’s – Never hit up.
El Dorado Peruvian – Another spot I have my eye on.
