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Montreal: Restaurants Data Sheet

» 12 February 2013 » In Food, G Manifesto, Guide, Luxury, Nightlife, Travel, Wine » 7 Comments

Montreal: Restaurants Data Sheet

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.

Keep in mind, I would have paid someone 30k for this info before I went, so more than anything, I am happy to put this together for myself before I go next time. Hell, I just saved myself 30k.

L’Atelier d’Argentine – This place is a legit Argentinian restaurant in the Old Port. Great on a Thursday night. Plenty of action, two bars and fly girls.

Juni – Real dope sushi joint. I had this place on lock down. Juni is cool as hell. Good to package with a cocktail at Baldwin or with Lemeac. One of my favorite hoods to go out in. Better for a date or Dolo than for swooping.

Le Filet – Hands down the best restaurant I ate in Montreal. And this is no small feat. Actually, I would say the best restaurant I ate in 2012. I ate here three times in a row when I first ate here. The chef is a Japanese cat, but he runs it like a French kitchen. The seafood and cooked oysters are mindboggling. I even took my parents here. I had the entire place on lock down. I probably could have shanked someone in the middle of the packed restaurant and still gotten away with it; that is how locked down I had it. I also love that you can make reservations at the bar, which is something pretty unique to Montreal.

Tokyo Sushi – Not bad for take out. Not great like Juni, but does the trick in a pinch. People are cool as hell here too. In Old Port.

Le Club Chasse Et Peche – This is the other restaurant owned by the people from Le Filet in Old Port. Real good. Not as good as Le Filet though. And a little more expensive if my memory serves me correct.

Dunn’s – Good late night grinds. Smoked meat will set you straight after a night downtown or waiting for an Exotic Dancer to get off work.

Garde Manger – In Old Port across from Santos. This place gets real high marks, and has some girls, but I don’t really feel it.

Mai Xiang Yuan – Epic dumplings in Chinatown. Cheaper than Qing Hua Ravioli Chinois but not as many options.

Qing Hua Ravioli Chinois – Also epic dumplings in Chinatown. More expensive but more options than Mai Xiang Yuan. The sea urchin (Uni) dumplings are off the cord. So are the pork with coriander.

Olive et Gourmando – Good lunch grind in Old Port. The place is popular though and packed with tourists and locals alike.

Pintxo – Unreal Spanish joint in Montreal. This place is on par with some of the best restaurants I have eaten in Spain, which in and of itself is mindblowing. It is in a little old house type building which is cool, but kind of sucks because the bar is small. Gets real busy so get resos. You can also get resos at the bar. I love this joint. Took my parents here also. Probably my 2nd favorite next to Le Filet. The Cola de langosta a la parilla is insane. So is the Foie gras a la plancha, Terrina de foie gras con su cebolla confitada and Higo relleno de jamón serrano y queso mahon. In fact, I just had a girl text me a picture from the place and we ate there together 6 months ago.

Holder – Real solid French bistro in Old Port. Real functional, good bar, some fly girls. A staple you can count on.

Moishes – Somehow I never made it to this old-school steakhouse. I know I would have loved it though. On The Main.

Toque – This was one of the best restaurants I ate at in 2011. But in four months in Montreal, I never stepped back in. And I lived super close to it too. Don’t ask me why. It remains a mystery to me. And I don’t mean that guy with fuzzy hats and black nail polish, either.

Au Pied du Cochon – Foie gras go off to the brain. Nuff said.

Le Locale – I love this place. I used it as the base of my operations at the beginning of the summer. Great crew that works here. Great food although it’s no Pixtos or Le Filet. Swooped mad girls out of here on dates. Package with Hambar.

Maestro SVP – Cool oyster joint on Saint Laurent. The girls who work here are real sweethearts and they gave me great intel on Montreal. It was almost empty when I went. Which is strange, because the place is pretty dope.

Roasalie – I never really ate here, just partied here. I heard the food and the pizza is good though.

Boris Bistro – Good brunch spot to eat with a girl post-swoop. Get’s busy at lunch too, but I never went during lunch.

Merchant Boef – Flashy place in Old Port. Good food, good energy and some fly girls at times. Not a bad spot. A little over priced. Kind of a touristy crowd as well.

Joe Beef – I am kind of embarrassed to say I never ate here. I think I was just too afraid of the KO punch for going out later. I will hit this spot up like an Everlast punching bag next time for shez.

L’Assommoir – Good duck tartare. Cool atmosphere. But they play some really wack tracks sometimes. One time, I heard some track, could have been “Moves like Jagoff” by Buffoon 5 (not sure, I blocked it out), and I had to leave before I could order my drink.

Restaurant Ora – Never went here. On my list.

Accords – Somehow never went here either. Heard good things.

Lemeac – This place is dope as all hell. A fly French Moroccan girl turned me on to this place, and in turn, I have turned many fly girls on to it. Met a fly Model girl smoking on the outers also. So the place is mad fly all around. They serve late too.

Bice – High priced but pretty dope. I defeated George St. Pierre here.

Buonanotte – Never ate here, but I have explained the club before.

Le Chien Fumant – Super dope, low-profile hipster joint. Epic. I love this spot. Ate here with three of my droogs on a no-holds-barred go off for the ages on a Sunday night.

Le Comptoir – Love this joint. Real hipster though. But the sweetbreads are beyond mindblowing.

La Sale A Manger – Need to hit up this place more. But I liked what I saw.

Vallier – Not bad, not great. But good. In Old Port. Not worth a trip, but not bad if you are in the area and are in a pinch. I was. I like Holder more. And Le Locale way more.

Casa Galicia – Good traditional Spanish. Nowhere near Pintxo, nor does it try to be. The owner is cool as hell.

Mikado – Decent sushi. It is no Juni or Park though.

Le Pois Penché – Kind of tries to be like Balthazar in NYC, although it doesn’t compare. Met a fly waitress girl here though. I still dig the spot.

Jardin Nelson – Get’s high marks from a lot of people, but is kind of touristy. I would never eat there. Although, I would get a cocktail.

Ferreira Café – High priced downtown fare. Not bad, but overpriced. Met a fly bartender girl there, so I can’t hate.

F Bar – Carlos Ferreira’s of Ferreira Café, pop up bar on Rue Jeanne-Mance. Good during Jazz Fest.

Brasserie T! – Normand Laprise of Toque’s pop up bar on Rue Jeanne-Mance. Good during Jazz Fest. I like Brasserie T! more than F Bar in case you are wondering.

Mikasa – Never ate there but was recommended to me by a fly Russian girl. But you know how serious I take sushi recs from fly Russian girls, right?

Park – This place is legit. Antonio Park is cool as hell. Top notch sushi. Defeated a Hollywood Celeb here too. Clear cut KO. Park does all sustainable fish, so don’t look for Toro up in this piece. In Westmount.

Les 400 Coups – Dope spot.

Baxo – Never ate here, but cool spot for a cocktail. Met some fly girls here.

Bistro L’express – Now this place is right on time. Serves real late. Favorite French bistro in Montreal along with Lemeac.

Ginger – Always wanted to check this little spot right off Saint Laurent. Looks dope. I would go more for the scene than the food.

Café Melis – Place looks dope. Never stepped.

Chez Victoire – Real dope. Need to go more.

Rotisserie Romados – You want chicken for lunch? This place rips the mic cord. And I don’t even like chicken that much. Real legit. Can be a pain in the *ss line though.

Schwartz – Hell yes on this mother*cker. Long lines but the smoked meat will make you see angels. I f*cks with this joint, yo. Real old-school. An institution.

And there you have it. The dopest Data Sheet on Montreal restaurants on the entire Internet. Any questions?

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The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

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Montreal: Georges St-Pierre VS Michael Porfirio Mason

» 27 November 2012 » In Food, G Manifesto, Game, Nightlife, People, Travel, Wine » 9 Comments

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 I have been to other locations, and I know they have good although pricey food. The girl found my apartment for me, so I figure to give her a little rope and let her choose the joint that I will swoop her from.

The weather is perfect in Montreal, but I am so cold when I hit the street many people froze. I meet her outside the joint and we enter. We are walked through the outdoor terrace past a bunch of tables to the best seat in the house. We pass by a bald-headed cat with his date who looks familiar and he gives my girl and I a smile. You know, one of those “Game Recognizes Game” type situations. I don’t pay it much mind, as I am about to dazzle this girl over a meal and some Vino.

The dinner is going great. The bald headed cat looks our way again, and I can’t place him, which is killing me, so I ask the girl I am with, “Do you know who that cat is over there? He looks familiar.” She replied, “Yeah, that is Georges St-Pierre. (In a heavy French accent)”

I said, “Who?” as my ear has not adapted to the words “Georges St-Pierre” in French. (Trust me, it sounds way different when you say it in French, I wasn’t trying to Play Dumb, although that move is know to be effective).

She said again, “Georges St-Pierre”

I replied, “Oh, Georges St-Pierre” (In a heavy American accent which made her laugh).

Georges St-Pierre actually happens to be one of the few MMA fighters that I have ever posted on The G Manifesto. Mainly because I like his style. And because I can’t stand Matt Hughes. I guess he won recently also.

I also always respected Georges St. Pierre because he understands like we do over here at The G Manifesto that all the best athletes are heavy smokers and partiers.

Joe Rogan: “So you don’t do strength and conditioning as far as like hitting tires with sledgehammers?”

Georges St-Pierre: “I never did it in my life. I remember I had a Muay Thai instructor from France, that I even brought on the reality show The Ultimate Fighter. The guy smoked, I don’t know how many packs of cigarettes a day. He’s always drinking alcohol. He’s a real character, and he’s completely out of shape, but when he spars with us in Muay Thai, he kicks everyone’s ass. The reason is because he is more efficient than we are.

Source

It is kind of funny; my first night in Montreal, and I am eating next to one of the few famous people I know from Montreal. This summer is on.

I look over and notice that the girl I am with is way more fly than his.

At the conclusion of a phenomenal meal (although not mind blowing, mind you), my girl and I roll to my crib so I can show her my apartment.

Swoop.

Michael Porfirio Mason – 1, Georges St-Pierre – 0.

Part II

It is July. It is Wednesday night. I decide to roll to Rosalie as it is dope on Wednesday’s and I haven’t been yet.

I have only been on Saturday, and I have an undefeated record there and have all the key people on Lock Down.

I roll in, Custom Suited Down, of course. The place is popping like corn.

Mad fly French girls. And who do I see again? Georges St-Pierre.

The place is mad crowded though and it is tough to Post and Chop. Hell, it is kind of hard to get a drink.

I do heavy battle that night, but can’t seem to swoop. Kind of strange. Maybe I am a little off my Game because I have been partying too much (not an excuse).

I actually take a little break and go for some Street Game, as Street Game is known to pay dividends in Montreal. (Not unlike buying and holding some AT&T stock).

When I walk back to Rosalie, I see Georges St-Pierre leaving with two girls. He gives me a “thumbs up”.

Ouch.

I step back in Rosalie for a “Hail Mary” punch and miss. I get “timed out”. I hate 3am last call on nights like these.

Georges St-Pierre – 1, Michael Porfirio Mason – 1.

I never saw Georges St-Pierre the rest of the summer.

So the record stands at 1-1.

The guy has mad heart and is a true International Playboy. Let’s throw him in The G Manifesto Hall of Fame while we are at it.

You could “technically” give Georges St-Pierre the edge because in our first “bout” I won a clear cut unanimous decision. In the rematch, he pretty much TKO’d me.

Still, not bad all in all, to draw with Georges St-Pierre on his home turf.

The “rubber match” next summer. Stay tuned.

Hector ‘Macho’ Camacho RIP

The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

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Hollywood Restaurant and Nightclub Data Sheet

» 01 November 2012 » In Boxing, Dope, Food, G Manifesto, Guide, Travel, Wine » 5 Comments

Hollywood Restaurant and Nightclub Data Sheet

“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.

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The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

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Playa Del Carmen, Mexico Restaurant and Nightclub Data Sheet

» 28 October 2012 » In Food, Guide, Travel » 5 Comments

Playa Del Carmen, Mexico Restaurant and Nightclub Data Sheet

“Love is a wild bird that no one can tame, it’s useless to chase it if it won’t play the game” – From The Opera Carmen

I have some good stories to share from Playa Del Carmen soon.

In the meantime, here is a Data Sheet on the spot. Before I went, I read a bunch of Data Sheets out there on other sites on Playa Del Carmen. They sucked. Many times, people spelled the names wrong on the spots, and many places were closed. So skip all the weesh sh*t and use this Data Sheet if you go to Playa Del Carmen.

Yaxche – Dope Mayan cuisine. This is a good spot to get a couple of drinks before heading out.

El Diez – Great Argentinian spot for sitting outside and smoking some grits. Also a good spot to roll with some fly girls. Solid grinds. Nice atmosphere.

Sur – Another dope Argentinian spot. They have an outdoor bar that is perfect for getting ready for the beautiful evil that nighttime brings.

Babes Noodles Bar – Cool noodle spot. Real casual. The woman who owns the spot is a real sweetheart. Could be a good spot to swoop some lower end backpacker girls if that is your thing. It’s not my thing. I like the high end Mexicanas.

Dr. Taco – Never went, but I always wanted to. Great name.

Mandala – This is the spot to roll to when you want to swoop. The flyest girls from Mexico City and Guadalajara are in the house. This spot also has a great set up conducive to swooping. Some decent Euro tourist girls also.

Pastorcita – Good lunchtime grind spot.

Blue tarp at 30 and 30 – Solid street food grind for your dome piece.

Negrosal – Good preparation spot for a night out.

Pescaderia Y Cocteleria El Pirata – Dayside seafood grind.

Byblos – Where to go to get your French fix in Playa Del Carmen.

Carboncitos – Real deal Holyfield grind spot for day time.

Dry Martini Lounge – Good cocktail stop over spot. Watched the Jon Jones VS Rashad Evans fight pro-bono here.

Place with red devil across from Mandala – Forgot the name of this spot, but it is right across the street from Mandala. Get a cocktail here and swoop on some girls before heading over.

El Fogon – This place is beyond mind-boggling on the Mexican food tip. And trust me, Mexican food is something I am not exactly a rookie on. Just go. This place puts the Taco shops of San Diego to shame. The place was like two female angels crying on my tongue.

Taqueria! El Fogon in Playa del Carmen Mexico from art on Vimeo.

Here is my Playa Del Carmen breakdown:

Nightclub: Go to Mandala. The hottest girls. Easiest place to swoop too. Don’t even bother going anywhere else.

Grinds: Go to El Fogon for lunch. The place is a whole nother level of the Game for Mexican food.

Dinner: Hit up El Diez, Sur, and Carlitos Way. All Argentinian. Good spots.

Eat at like 10pm or so. Don’t start your night early. Clubs get rolling at 11:30 – 12am.

It is kind of strange you won’t see many hot girls during day, but night is good. I never hit the beach clubs, so maybe there are girls there during the day.”

The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

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Montreal, Canada: Nightclub and Restaurant Data Sheets

» 26 December 2011 » In Dope, Game, Girls, Guide, Nightlife, Travel » 10 Comments

Montreal, Canada: Nightclub and Restaurant Data Sheets

Back in September I went to Montreal for the first time. You could say I am in the middle of a love affair with that city to say the least. Although my love affair will be put on hold till summer.

Here are some spots to hit up like an Everlast punching bag:

Cavalli – 2040 Peel
Good spot to swoop fly girls at, get there on the earlier side of things. Straight murdered this joint.

Wood- 3500 St. Laurent
Worth checking.

Wunderbar – 901 Square Victoria
In the W Hotel. Not bad, even though I historically speaking hate W Hotels. Upstairs lobby bar is a better move for an early night smooth cocktail.

Restaurant Holder – 407 McGill St
Fresh spot in Old Montreal.

Toqué! Restaurant – 900, Place Jean-Paul-Riopelle
Mindblowing food. Maybe 2nd best restaurant I ate all year.

Au Pied de Cochon – 536 Avenue Duluth
Mindblowing Foie Gras go off. Foie Gras to the brain.

Cherry – 417 Rue Saint Pierre
Dope nightclub. Very friendly girls to say the least. Real good move on a Thursday night. Door might be slightly tricky for the less connected.

Buona Notte – 3518 St. Laurent
Worth a look-see.

Ferreira Café -1446 Rue Peel
Portuguese Restaurant

Muzique – 3781 St. Laurent
Nightclub. Once had a “NO FAT GIRLS ALLOWED!!!!!!!!!!” party. Source

Ivy – 3556 St-Laurent
Nightclub.

MACARONI BAR – 4448 Boulevard Saint-Laurent
Never went but could be worth a shot.

Radio Lounge -3553 Boulevard Saint-Laurent
Nightclub

Tokyo Bar – 3709 Boulevard Saint-Laurent
Nightclub

Le LocaL – 740 Rue William Montreal
Dope restaurant. Fly girls.

Hotel St. Paul – 355 Rue McGill
Dope Hotel bar. Smooth meeting spot. Functional.

Bar Confessional – 431 McGill St
Bar/Restaurant/Lounge

Circus – 915 Saint Catherine
Late night spot. Could be a good option in a pinch. Never went.

Tonic Club Lounge – 2313 Rue Sainte-Catherine
Club/Lounge

Club Wandas -1310 Boulevard De Maisonneuve Ouest
Gentlman’s Club. 1-0 with 1KO here.

Other spots to consider:

Med Café
Globe

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“This is a great country because of this city. Without Montreal, Canada would be hopeless. It’s where the cool kids hang.” – Anthony Bourdain

The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

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Three Point First Date Swoop Move

» 26 May 2011 » In Game, Girls, Guide, Nightlife » 4 Comments

Three Point First Date Swoop Move

Here is a near full proof, 3 Point plan to swoop girls on first dates:

So you met a fly girl out the other night. You have set the meeting with water tight Phone Game. So how do you make sure you won’t need a second date to swoop? Keep reading.

1. Restaurant for drinks

The first step is to have the fly girl meet you at a restaurant you have on lockdown. And when I say “on lockdown”, I really mean on lock: you know everyone there; the owner, his wife, the manager, the bartenders, the waitresses, the busboys, the chefs, the sous-chefs and the valets. It very well could be your Base of Operations.

As you enter with the fly girl, slap five with valets, give “two kisses” greetings to owner and his wife, shake hands and give “back slapps” to the waiters/busboys and a high five to the bartender and settle in to a couple of cocktails. If you have done your groundwork correctly, the place should kind of “go wild” when you enter and the feeling should be somewhat “electric”. Introduce your girl to the owner and his wife.

By this point, all but the most difficult girls are usually cooked and ready to be swooped. But we will “carry” them a few rounds a la Manny Pacquiao.

Pay for drinks with a Big Bankroll or if you got it smooth, get them “on the arm”. I shouldn’t have to tell you that this move must be done while Custom Suited Down.

If a girl asks you as soon as you sit down, “What is it that you do again?”, then you know you have done the first step correctly.

2. Restaurant (Sushi)

After a couple of drinks at the restaurant bar, have your driver slide up and take you a few blocks to the Sushi spot. Make the same entrance as the first spot, and bust a little Japanese to the hostess and slide into the crowded Sushi bar next to the #1 Chef. Everyone should be excited to see you as well.

From here, let your Sushi homie work his magic. The fresh Uni should be the closer Get a cold clear sake and enjoy the delicate high, fly pelican fly. Kanpai.

3. Lounge cocktails (optional)

The duck is cooked, but let’s just close the show right. Have your driver slide you to the dope lounge a block from your crib. Say “what up” to the hipster owners and managers give a “two kisses” to the hipster waitresses (even if it throws them off, as they are typically not accustomed to that greeting), slide to the bar, slap five with the bartender and cheers your drinks. Careful that she isn’t too buzzed up. Maybe get her a water for insurance purposes.

Polish them off and roll to crib while looking at the view of the city. Spark up a celebratory smoke. Put the key in the lock and make sure she doesn’t rip any buttons off your Custom Made Shirt before the door closes.

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The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

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Vortex Zones in Bars, Restaurants and Nightclubs

» 31 March 2011 » In Game, Girls, Guide, Nightlife » 4 Comments

Vortex Zones in Bars, Restaurants and Nightclubs

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Roosh just had a recent post called Your Duty as a Man. This part caught my attention:

There is one spot in the bar that has your best odds for sleeping with a high number of quality girls. The way that that spot’s strengths and weaknesses combine with your strengths and weaknesses create a special zone where your game will be more effective than any other spot. It is your duty as a man to find out which spot that is and commit the time to reaping the rewards that it contains.

I have been meaning to write on the subject for years. (And although it might seem like it is some “other sh*t” it is really some “next level sh*t”.)

International Playboys refer to these “spots” that Roosh is referring to as Vortex Zones in Bars, Restaurants and Nightclubs. Vortex spots are places where you can just post up Custom Suited Down and straight chop fly girls. The advantage of Vortex Points is you don’t have to walk around chasing girls; instead, you “position” yourself in an establishment and let the prey come to you.

Think of the mighty Leopard (conincidentally, the most effective hunter in the jungle, percentage-wise), he kicks back, handmade loafers up, while smoking a grit and pounces on his prey. Or waits in the weeds in the “traffic lanes” (we have discussed this before in regards to Gentleman’s Clubs) and then makes the kill. You want to do the same thing here.

Recognizing these Vortex Zones however is somewhat tricky as every spot is a little different.

Here is a little EZ guide to help you recognize these Zones:

1. One of the main “Traffic Lanes” or Vortex Points we have discussed before is from the entrance of the spot to the Bar. Or from the Bar to the Bathroom. Post and Chop accordingly.

2. Stairways inside Bars, Restaurants and Nightclubs are more often than not, Vortex Points of sorts. Dig in at the top or bottom of the stairwell and enjoy the free leads. For whatever reason, fly girls are always going up and down stairs at nightlclubs. (Side note: Sometimes over-zealous bouncers hate when you do this. Grease them.)

3. On “U Shaped Bars” the Vortex Points are always the corners. These are similar to the center squares of the chess board. Control them.

4. On “L Shaped Bars” the Vortex Point is also the corner. This is akin to the “center of the ring in Boxing”. Keep everyone at the “end of your punches”, so to speak.

5. If the establishment you are in has a “resident Bean Flipper” or “resident Beek Twister”, the area where he is flipping is undoubtedly the Vortex Zone. Make sure you kick it with him and cook leads.

Once you locate these Vortex Zones, protect them like an old neighborhood street corner.

Except when you see me roll into the spot.

Because I am going to tell you to step off.

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Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
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Brazilian Girls, Los Angeles and Custom Suits

» 14 December 2010 » In Game, Girls, Guide, Luxury, money, Nightlife, People, Style, Wine » 21 Comments

Brazilian Girls, Los Angeles and Custom Suits

“Let your greatest cunning lie in covering up what looks like cunning”- Baltasar Gracián (Spanish Jesuit and baroque prose writer), 1601-1658

“Winning comes down to two things: Taking advantage of your opponents mistakes and perfect timing” – Michael John Mason VI (Father to son boxing advise when I was a young amateur)

This year, when I haven’t been traveling, I have been spending a bunch of time in Beverly Hills, working on some big “heists”, so to speak. So after Entering The Dragon at The Wildcard and a beautiful day at the Getty, I find myself at a Private Club in West Hollywood for dinner and drinks.

Here are the attendees at the dinner:

• Entertainment CEO, who I have never met
• Oscar nominated Producer, who I have met
• My friend in the Horse world and girlfriend
• My friend who works at big corporation putting it all together
• Some young Hollywood Actor, who I don’t know
• Hollywood stylist guy (British), who I don’t know
• Two Brazilian model girls, who came with Producer guy
• And Your humble author, AKA Your favorite International Playboy’s favorite International Playboy

It promises to be a pretty vague affair, and I have no real purpose being at the dinner, I was just invited by my friend, the corporate cat. It’s a meet and greet with a little biz on the agenda. You know, your typical Tableaux de mode turning into a Fête galante with potential to be a Bacchanale.

It should be noted that I feel slightly un-centered, possibly because of the fact that I completely out-gunned (so to speak) at this dinner, as almost everyone, save the girls, are more accomplished than I am (at least in a mainstream sense) and have longer dough. And it doesn’t exactly comfort me when I start having flashbacks of knuckle-ups “on the cobbles” with big Russian guys with bald heads and leather jackets, from a few weeks prior, either. It also should be noted that I have been increasingly been finding myself in these types of situations as I move up The Layer Cake of life.

However, I am dressed in a sick Custom Suit: jet black, peaked lapels, one-button, side vents and interior so crimson that if we were in South Central you might have thought I was Brim or Piru. Pocket Square the color of Colombian Blow.

The conversation at the table starts off cordial and loosens up as vino consumption is increased. I stay in the cut, and only add comments where necessary and when I can add value as I am well versed in many subjects these days (not bragging, just keeping it solid gold like 1oz American Eagle coins for you). Doing this keeps an air of mystery around me, and the table really starts coming around. Entertainment CEO double takes after I drop a few gems and asks me, “What is it that you do again?”

The Brazilian model girls take notice, which, of course, is not lost on me. Also, what is not lost on me is that the weesh Young Hollywood actor guys starts hating on me. Which, of course, I ignore and continue to stay in the seam.

Surprisingly, it is actually shaping up to be a great dinner; Entertainment CEO guy is running the show and is actually super cool, Oscar nominated Producer guy spins some good tales, my horse world friend and his girlfriend drop dimes, Stylist guy busts some hilarious tales that everyone loves, the Brazilian Girls are having fun and my corporate friend is gluing it all together. It is one of those rare occurrences: The whole table is gelling.

Well, maybe not Actor guy, as he is trying to “close talk” one of the Brazilian model girls (which is a weak move) but I notice her “body languageing” him away as I am busting out a story. I spit out a little Portuguese which the Brazilian Model girls love and the actor boy hates as he does not speak any.

Feeling good now, I drop some good lines:

I use the phrase, “like that guy from Wikileaks” multiple times, and even drop this one: “Oh you mean, Rahm Emanuel’s brother?” to check everyone as the discussion topics are a little too Hollywood-centric for my liking.

I also get involved in this one:

“…just got back from Latvia”, I say

“Where?”

Latvia

“Where?”

“Latvia. Kind of near Estonia”.

Since there is a lot of name dropping (albeit legitimate name dropping) going on, I comtemplate busting out my Wesley Snipes Story, but decide against it.

When Entertainment CEO guy asks me what I think of his favorite wine, I reply, “It is rich and decadent with seamless overtones of violets and homemade country jam, and it really has a Harmonious finish…” which sends the crowd wild. (Little did everyone at the table know, save my corporate friend, is that I always use that response when asked about the wine at dinners such as these.)

Hollywood stylist guy, throws out, “Who made your suit? It’s phenomenal…”
Entertainment CEO even shoots out a, “OK, that’s it, this is the best dinner I have been to all year!” after Stylist guy, who is a true raconteur tells another hilarious story (and I am not talking about those cats that made that dope movie Cocaine Cowboys either, or maybe I am).

“Camilla” the flyer of the two models, a true Beauty of monumentality and vulnerability, follows me for a smoke when actor boy is in the bathroom.

It’s on.

She starts asking me questions as I tell tales of Mediterranean courtyards and terraces and her vibe goes from romantic expectation to dreamy absorption to erotic playfulness quicker than a Samba dance at Carnaval.

I bust a Double Cigarette Light Move, I kiss her and notice the tactility of her Brazilian curves.

We roll back to the table and the dinner is still frolicking along at a decent pace. Some owner and GM type cats roll by as well as plenty of West Coast style Hipster/Douchebag fusion types that Los Angeles is leading the world in producing these days. They are probably actors if I am hard pressed to guess.

Actor guy, vanquished, leaves in discomfiture with a couple of Hipster/Douchebag fusion types, I am presuming in search of Beaks.

Entertainment CEO has to go home to the wife and kids and the extravagant meal kind of breaks up. Some go to smoke weed, some merge with other tables, Camilla and I split for a drink.

Back at my dope hotel (which my horse world friend hooked me up at a discounted rate, I may add), Camilla plays the part of a young girl defending herself against Eros.

I play the part of Mischief and Repose.

Camilla and I sip a glass of wine and admire the sensuous textures of my suite: marble, fur, tile, silk, flesh…

The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

Disclaimer: Some of the above characters are merged and/or changed to protect the innocent. And the guilty. But then again, if you have a brain, you knew that already.

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Riga, Latvia: Nightclub Data Sheets

» 23 November 2010 » In Guide » 5 Comments

Riga, Latvia: Nightclub Data Sheets

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Here is the info you can’t find anywhere else (I really wish someone else had written this before I went). I will break down the main Nightclubs, Bars, and Restaurants in Riga, Latvia. Following this guide will prevent you from many scams and potential beatdowns. Trust me, I made almost every mistake in the book in Riga, Latvia. And yes, I do accept thank you cards.

I Love You Bar: The place was pretty heavily hyped to me by people before I went to Riga, Latvia. In my opinion, the place is pretty weesh. Every time I walked by the spot, it was dead. And I checked the place out on Friday, Saturday and some weeknights. It’s possible that this place is mindblowing at 3:30am on a Tuesday or something and I missed it, but I highly doubt it.

La Belle Époque: This place was heavily hyped also. La Belle Époque is a pretty cheap college bar, but it’s pretty wack. I would skip it unless you want a cheap beer. Minimal girls.

Skyline Bar: This is one of the supposed “crown jewels” of Riga Nightlife. Higher end scene, sweeping views of the city etc etc etc. I thought the place sucked. Mostly UK tourist fools. Expensive. Not worth it, except for the view. Which is not unusual for places known for the view.

Essential: This is the main dance club in Riga. There are a lot of fly girls here although I only stayed a few minutes (I was with a fly girl from Riga, and she wanted to stop by to see her friend). I can’t really speak on the place, but there are horror stories about rip-offs in this place.

Push: Another big club similar to Essential. I never went.

Babylon: This place has “scam” written all over it. Even from the outside. Steer clear.

Scandal: This place is dope. Decent DJ, smoking room upstairs with a second DJ, high energy and tons of fly girls.

Kalku Varti: Dope spot that kind of gets rolling late night. Definitely worth checking. No scams here.

A13: Can be a scam joint, I think, although I was never scammed here. Enter at your own risk.

Shot Bar: Heavy scam spot. Fly girls. You make the call.

Cuba Cafe: Dope spot to start off the night. Good intel from the bartender girls.

Celsjus: Younger crowd, fly girls, and possible beefs with large Russian cats. Fun spot.

Studio 69: Another big club in the Essential and Push vein. I never checked it. Only Friday’s and Saturday’s I think.

Pulkvedim Neviens Neraksta: Pretty dope spot, all locals. Cheap club that lacks a little punch. Downstairs is open on Friday’s and Saturday’s.

Blow Style: Greatest name ever for a bar/clip joint. Never rolled in, but I contemplated stepping in and getting scammed just because the name is so dope.

Guaja: Tiny cafe good for a little grind session or a double espresso.

Black Magic Bar: Place that is Black Balsam Bonkers. Seemed kind of touristy so I never stepped foot.

Milk: Local spot outside the old city. They typically don’t let tourists in. This rule did not apply to your humble author. Good on Wednesday’s.

Carpe Diem: Good restaurant for an upscale grind.

Restaurant Bergs: Located in the Hotel Bergs, this place is dope. Kaspars Jansons, who I am told is one of the hottest chefs in the Baltics, man’s the stove. It was also designed by Latvian architect Zaiga Gaile, who I am told is one of the hottest architects in the Baltics. And I went here with one of the hottest girls in the Baltics so it all worked out for me.

Fabrikas: Stoney spot on the other side of the Daugava.

Macaroni Noodle Bar: Sushi spot that a lot of Latvian girls hyped to me. Riga girls love sushi. I didn’t step to any sushi in Riga though.

Dada Restaurant: Good mid-day grind spot.

Lido: Good Latvian food.

Steakhaus: Overpriced Latvian take on a Texas steakhouse. Real weird. Not bad for a cocktail with a couple of fly Latvian girls though.

Double Coffee: Multiple locations that doesn’t only serve coffee. Decent, not great grinds. Had some fly Russian girls step to me in this place, so I can’t hate it.

That is all I can remember off the top of the dome piece (I know I am forgetting a ton of spots, mostly because I don’t speak Russian or Latvian too well, so it was hard for me to remember the names). If you have any questions about some other spots, leave a comment and it might joggle my memory cord.

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The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

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Bars Restaurants and Nightclubs with No Cell Phone Service Move

» 20 August 2010 » In Game, Girls, Nightlife, Wine » 9 Comments

Bars Restaurants and Nightclubs with No Cell Phone Service Move

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The Modern Day, International Playboy is wise to learn which Bars, Restaurants, and Nightclubs have no cell phone service.

The Benefits:

Recently, I was at a Charity Gig during the Summer Blitz and separated a fly Mexican Girl dip with pretty lips and hips from her amigas as we were walking to the next venue. I popped my head into this dope lounge bar that I have on lockdown and saw one of my friends spinning that ill old-school soul and hip-hop sh*t on vinyl and suggested we stop by for a drink.

This move was two-fold: 1) We could hear some dope beats and enjoy some pro-bono cocktails and 2) I knew that the lounge had no cell phone service so when the friends of the fly Mexican girls were calling, they were going straight to voicemail.

This in turn, bought me a lot of time to spit Game and Swoop. Smooth.

Another benefit of knowing “no cell phone service” places is when you take a young American “text bonkers girl” to a restaurant, you can actually enjoy your Vino and apps (and I don’t mean Iphone apps either) in peace without the girls constantly Facebooking, Tweeting, BBMing or Texting.

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Keep it moving in the nightspots like white tops.

The Rest is Up to You…

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

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