10 L.A. Restaurants and Trucks with Double Entendre Names
Hungry for meaty balls? How about a greasy wiener, a pink taco or some hot “wangs?” These 10 Los Angeles restaurants not only satiate these cravings, but pique the public’s interest with their creative identities. Do they mean to offend their way to your heart? Or do you just have a dirty mind?

Big WangsFrom the streets of Hollywood to suburbs of Santa Clarita, you’ve likely been to or at least heard of the hot wing chain Big Wangs, whose motto is “size matters,” with a logo of a yellow, bicep-flexing rooster.
“It comes from the saying ‘aint no thang like a chicken wang,” Big Wangs Hollywood manager Ashlee Buchanan says. “That’s the pun.”

As a sports bar for people of all ages (at certain times of day), you’d think they’d receive at a few strongly-worded letters from concerned parents, but Ashlee reveals that they’ve run into more confusion than controversy. 

”The biggest thing is people think it’s a Chinese restaurant,” Ashlee says. “Some people also thing it’s a gay bar.”
While definitely not a Chinese restaurant with its nachos, burgers and something called a “wangzookie,” any place could arguably be a gay bar depending on the company you keep. But whatever “wang” means to you, here sports fans fight for tables to watch twelve sporting events at once while chewing on some hot, spicy wangs — all the way down to the bone.
Egg SlutThe term “slut” really doesn’t leave much room for interpretation, but Egg Slut co-owner Hazel Suazo explains why her food truck’s name doesn’t actually refer to an unfertilized chicken fetus with daddy issues.


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10 L.A. Restaurants and Trucks with Double Entendre Names

Hungry for meaty balls? How about a greasy wiener, a pink taco or some hot “wangs?” These 10 Los Angeles restaurants not only satiate these cravings, but pique the public’s interest with their creative identities. Do they mean to offend their way to your heart? Or do you just have a dirty mind?


Big Wangs
From the streets of Hollywood to suburbs of Santa Clarita, you’ve likely been to or at least heard of the hot wing chain Big Wangs, whose motto is “size matters,” with a logo of a yellow, bicep-flexing rooster.

“It comes from the saying ‘aint no thang like a chicken wang,” Big Wangs Hollywood manager Ashlee Buchanan says. “That’s the pun.”


As a sports bar for people of all ages (at certain times of day), you’d think they’d receive at a few strongly-worded letters from concerned parents, but Ashlee reveals that they’ve run into more confusion than controversy. 

”The biggest thing is people think it’s a Chinese restaurant,” Ashlee says. “Some people also thing it’s a gay bar.”

While definitely not a Chinese restaurant with its nachos, burgers and something called a “wangzookie,” any place could arguably be a gay bar depending on the company you keep. But whatever “wang” means to you, here sports fans fight for tables to watch twelve sporting events at once while chewing on some hot, spicy wangs — all the way down to the bone.

Egg Slut
The term “slut” really doesn’t leave much room for interpretation, but Egg Slut co-owner Hazel Suazo explains why her food truck’s name doesn’t actually refer to an unfertilized chicken fetus with daddy issues.



See more names - and take the poll - here!

Sure, every now and then we bring you substantial journalism like eating many hot dogs at Dodger Stadium and drinking many beers in Burbank, but, believe it or not, there’s actually great food writing from places other than here. Here’s the best we could find.

Q & A With Drew Barrymore: L.A. Cravings, Dying Art Forms & Barrymore Wines: Hot on the heels of her new wine-making venture, LA Weekly has a sprawling interview with L.A.’s own Drew Barrymore about her favorite places to nosh in greater Los Angeles and her love affair with California wine.

The Exceedingly Strange World of Federal Crop Insurance Subsidies: There’s, admittedly, so much of the actual ins-and-outs of food industry lawmaking that goes completely over our heads. So it’s nice when a piece, such as this one over at The Atlantic regarding how the government doles out subsidies and insurance policies, breaks it down gently.

Thomas Keller Takes on the Recipes of a French Master: Mark Bittman over at the New York Times tells the tale of Fernand Point, a World War II-era French chef who left few records of his amazing — and butter-filled — dishes. To celebrate a reprint of his recipes, Bittman and Thomas Keller get together to test-cook the dishes and provide some of Point’s more (ahem) pointed sayings, like, “Butter! Give me butter! Always butter!” Indeed, Sir Point.

Comedian Maria Bamford: Paula Deen’s Recipes ‘Are Like a Suicide Note’: We have few rules around here, but one of them is that whenever there’s an excuse to link to a video of Maria Bamford, we have to take it. It’s not even that we want to — even though, yes, Bamford is one of our favorite comedians — but that’s just the law around these parts. So, when we stumbled upon this post of Bamford’s take on Paula Deen’s recipe list, well, it was obligatory to link it.

Midnight Snack: Mel’s Drive In with Paul Gilmartin

Paul Gilmartin is in the midst of a career renaissance. For the past 16 years he’s been the host of TBS’s seemingly ubiquitous Dinner and a Movie, but last year he’s traded in his family-friendly one-liners to examine the darker parts of the human soul on his self-help podcast The Mental Illness Happy Hour. On the show, Paul invites a guest to work through the nitty-gritty of their own mental disfunction. The results aren’t always funny, but, as Gilmartin puts it in the intro, they are definitely “one hot ladle of awkward and icky.”

Days after his 50th episode was released, Paul sat down with us at Mel’s Drive-In in Sherman Oaks and talked about eating meat, his recent appearance on Marc Maron’s WTF, and the advice he received from George Carlin.

Read more here! (With pics of the most delicious-looking milkshake in the land.)

Midnight Snack: Canter’s Deli with Nicole Cifani

On becoming an on-air DJ:

Henry: How’s that work? You send him hour’s worth of music, and he just plays it to gauge audience reaction?

Nicole: Yep. He gave me free reign. He said, “Go for it, do what you want.” I remember I was out having drinks with people that night, and I came home and saw an e-mail from him that said, “I’m going to put it on the air in ten minutes,” and I was kind of drunk, dancing around in my apartment like “what!” with a bottle of wine in one hand. Maybe it was two buck chuck, I’m not going to confirm that by any means.

Henry: You can confirm it. No one’s above that.

Nicole: That’s true. Especially the Cab. So after the hour ended, he got back to me and said, “I’m going to play it again at midnight.” It was really exciting.

Henry: Were you nervous putting together that hour? Or did you just know - this is what it is, and this is going to be great.

Nicole: Yeah, I feel like it was a valve that needed to be released. Like there was pressure building. I needed the outlet. I was training at KCRW for a little while to be an on-air DJ, but it was really bad timing because Nick Harcourt was leaving, and Jason Bentley was coming in, and you know, he’s getting hit left and right as music directors do there, but I just kept practicing, and I kept working on it, and I was ready.

See more here!

Midnight Snack: DGM (DwitGolMok) with Andrew Ti

DGM is not an easy place to find. Hidden in Koreatown behind an unmarked doorway — or, more accurately, an overly-marked doorway, as it had about three different and highly-confusing addresses on it — the atmosphere is best described as “squatter chic.” There’s an off-the-radar, let’s-just-throw-a-sheet-over-this-alleyway-and-call-it-a-day feel to the place. When a waiter told our photographer he could take photos of the food, but absolutely nothing else, it felt completely right. 

We’re here because Andrew Ti suggested it. He’s the writer behind the highly-read and hilarious blog “Yo, Is This Racist?”, where he responds to questions from readers asking whether or not certain things in their everyday lives are subtly racist (spoiler: they are). More recently, he started tracking pop culture racism for Grantland. Well into a Tuesday night, we sat down with Andrew for some Korean fried chicken, a Kimchi pancake, and probably way too many Cass beers.

Rick: So, why this place? 
Andrew: If you would have asked me six months ago, I would have taken you to Dinner House M, which was this quasi-legal weird Japanese bar with fairly lax hours. But it recently got shut down.

Read more here!

Midnight Snack: Izakaya Honda-ya with Matt Braunger

Matt: Octopus baaaaalls. 
Henry: I take it you like them.
Matt: They’re great. 
Henry: I’m so afraid of octopus. Ever since watching people eat raw baby octopus in Korean BBQ restaurants, you know, with whole baby body you pop in your mouth like popcorn? 
Matt: Sure sure.
Henry: Horrifies me. Is it good?
Matt: It is, but I eat a lot of weird stuff. I’ll eat whatever I can get that’s odd and within reason. I just got this cookbook from a restaurant in Montreal called “Joe Beef” that’s high end but really into partying and overdoing it, food-wise. I only bring it up because, in Montreal, they almost have a tradition of good eating but indulgent eating, crazy indulgent, where it’s like French times ten, and one of the recipes calls for horse meat, and I’m just like, “Come on. Horse? Really?”

….

Henry: You mentioned you were in New York. You were shooting something for Comedy Central, right?
Matt: I shot an hour special.

Henry: How is it?
Matt: I like it. I watched the first cut today. It’s so hard to watch yourself. Oh my god, it’s like “What are you doing? Stop walking around. Don’t do that. Look straight ahead.” You get so self-critical. You’ve heard your jokes a million times. You think you don’t have an ounce of charisma. It’s just like anybody - when you see yourself, you’re just like, “Good God, I’m a fat asshole.” I remember when I first came to LA, I started doing commercials to make money, and the first time I saw myself on TV - it was a Christmas ad for Macy’s - and when I came on TV, my first thought was, “I know that dick.”

Read more here!

Midnight Snack: The Brite Spot with Erin Gibson and Bryan Safi

Bryan: Did you hear that stupid controversy? Bradley Cooper got “Sexiest Man Alive” and people were picketing outside People magazine because they thought Ryan Gosling should have gotten it. 
Erin: You can’t mess with Ryan Gosling fans. 
Rick: I didn’t know they were so vocal. 
Erin: There’s so many Ryan Gosling blogs. 
Bryan: Commenters on People.com were so offended. 
Erin: Just tearing Bradley Cooper apart. 
Rick: Is that just based on The Notebook? Is that where the crazy Gosling fan-dom started? 
Erin: Then he did that thing on Jimmy Kimmel where he played the ukulele.
Bryan: Oh, that’s so gross. I hate anyone who plays the ukulele. It’s so stupid. 
Erin: I know he did it as a joke, but…
Bryan: Oh, he did do it as a joke? Like, “I’m a douche with a ukulele”? 
Erin: Yes. 
Bryan: Oh, okay. But banjo and ukulele, they’re still so gross. 
Erin: Don’t let Steve Martin hear you say that. 
Bryan: But Steve Martin’s brilliant. I’m just talking about dudes in Venice.

Read more here!

Midnight Snack: A-Frame with Alex Blagg
I sit at the A-Frame bar sipping a ginger beer and waiting for Alex Blagg, comedian and self-proclaimed digital media expert. His satirical social media site, Bajillion Hits, features a video of Blagg bragging about his dominion over the entire internet. (He’s read it about five times, you see.) “I don’t think outside the box,” he says. “I put the box on Twitter [and] get it a million followers…” His character is too funny to be real, but Blagg is so great at acting self-obsessed that a small part of me fears he’ll show up and berate me for my paltry Twitter following. Turns out, Blagg is a grown-up foodie who is definitely Internet savvy but doesn’t even like Yelp. We sampled the A-Frame menu and talked adulthood and the word “moist.”
Laurenne: So … Can you get this article a bajillion hits? Alex: I’ll definitely do my best to cross-promote and virally brand-jack your content by leveraging the appropriate platforms and social graphs.
Laurenne: Does Bajillion Hits take clients? Alex: Bajillion Hits started as a joke. I was in between projects, and I made it just for fun. I knew so many real social media ‘experts’ like that, so that character was easy to write. And then it sort of took off. I get to speak at conferences now and I’m actually developing a show about that character. But, no, I would feel too bad actually taking money from people to put their box on Twitter.
See more here!

Midnight Snack: A-Frame with Alex Blagg

I sit at the A-Frame bar sipping a ginger beer and waiting for Alex Blagg, comedian and self-proclaimed digital media expert. His satirical social media site, Bajillion Hits, features a video of Blagg bragging about his dominion over the entire internet. (He’s read it about five times, you see.) “I don’t think outside the box,” he says. “I put the box on Twitter [and] get it a million followers…” His character is too funny to be real, but Blagg is so great at acting self-obsessed that a small part of me fears he’ll show up and berate me for my paltry Twitter following. Turns out, Blagg is a grown-up foodie who is definitely Internet savvy but doesn’t even like Yelp. We sampled the A-Frame menu and talked adulthood and the word “moist.”

Laurenne: So … Can you get this article a bajillion hits? 
Alex: I’ll definitely do my best to cross-promote and virally brand-jack your content by leveraging the appropriate platforms and social graphs.

Laurenne: Does Bajillion Hits take clients? 
Alex: Bajillion Hits started as a joke. I was in between projects, and I made it just for fun. I knew so many real social media ‘experts’ like that, so that character was easy to write. And then it sort of took off. I get to speak at conferences now and I’m actually developing a show about that character. But, no, I would feel too bad actually taking money from people to put their box on Twitter.

See more here!