Things I See From My Window

I think I have mentioned before that we live in Brooklyn's China Town. We are pretty much in the heart of it. We live on 8th avenue in Sunset Park, Brooklyn. The number eight is a very lucky number in Chinese culture which is a main reason why they came and settled/set up businesses on 8th ave. 

On almost every block there is at least one bakery and restaurant. Not to mention the tea and fish markets,  photo shops, unisex salons, and 99 cent stores. All at your fingertips. 

It's a pretty busy street and can be frustrating trying to make your way through all the people as you walk to the train. That is a whole other topic.

It also offers some entertaining viewing from our third floor window.

There are two restaurants across the street from our house. One of which used to be called 'Groovy Taste' but now is 'Oriental Garden'. I believe it is still owned by the same people but I'll tell you one thing- we went there once when it was still Groovy Taste.. and if by groovy it meant gross, then that would be more appropriate. Honestly, you would think that with all the Chinese restaurants in our neighborhood there would be one that we liked, but we would much rather go to the Panda Buffet at Texa-Tonka in St. Louis Park. We miss that place. If you are in the area you should stop by for some cream cheese won tons. I don't know what they put in them exactly, we think it's some sort of secret, addicting ingredient. They are to die for. 

The few restaurants that we would order from and like what we get, we still avoid. 8th avenue may be a lucky place to start a business, but it's pretty dirty. To be honest with you, I don't really trust most of the food around here. Not when places have been shut down for serving cat meat disguised as chicken. No joke. 

At least we know the pork is fresh. Real. Whatever.

Sometimes the pig van will be parked on the side of the road and you wont know that it's a pig van until as you are walking by you see the big white van doors open in the back revealing the floor of the van stacked with the little pink piggies. Or you'll be walking down the sidewalk and a flash of pink flesh will catch your eye. At first you think it's a man carrying a naked child until you do a double-take and see that it's just the delivery guy with a pig thrown over his shoulder. 

This kid was really interested in the pig delivery too. 

There they go. Down, down, down... 

Tomorrow they will be served as pork and rice.