By Gustavo Arellano
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‘Please Quit Your Day Job and Clean Floors or Something’
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MOR TALK, LESS ACTION
The contents in this article [Vickie Chang’s “Less of Mor,” Nov. 21] are very similar to what has been heard from people who were involved in those businesses. But the list of Anton Posniak’s accomplishments in LA is overblown. He has committed more violations there than in OC. His partner Brian Garbutt is trying to distance himself from Anton, but he was involved in all the major decisions. He and Anton used to take turns dealing with staff and outside companies.
Former, Newport Beach, via ocweekly.com
I hope those houses don’t get built [Matt Coker’s “Boned Again,” Nov. 21]. This has been going on for a long time. I lived near the corner of Bolsa Chica and Warner from 1993 to 1996. I walked down to the beach and drove past the area spoken of in the article all the time. It’s not right that these houses be built. Isn’t there enough building in the OC? There should be more respect for the Native Americans.
Judith, via ocweekly.com
Have any scientists ever examined these 8,500-year-old remains to see if there is any sort of genuine biological (i.e., DNA) relationship to current tribal members? I don’t believe it would be too challenging.
El Bukanas is on First and Townsend, not Fourth and Townsend [Gustavo Arellano’s This Hole-In-the-Wall Life, “Miracle of the Tacos,” Oct. 31]. Unfortunately, I went and was underwhelmed. You mentioned that three tacos were more than filling. I ordered three 50-cent tacos and one marlin taco—great tasting, but not even close to filling. These have to be the smallest tacos I’ve ever seen. I’m not a large guy, but I could eat eight to 10 of these tacos, no problem. I’d rather stop two blocks sooner and consume better tacos at El Toro’s place. Pricier at $2 per taco, but the tacos are HUGE and two to three are extremely filling. In any event, I’m glad I tried this place, but I’ve had better.
Heatwaves, Santa Ana, via ocweekly.com
Loving Annie, via ocweekly.com
MUSIC TO OUR EARS
OO Soul is booty-shakin’, fun dance music [Albert Ching’s Locals Only, Nov. 21]. They are a great live band to see. We all miss the Foothill days, but the band are still bumpin’. The drummer is incredible, and I am glad to see the original keyboard player is back in full force. Definitely one of the all-time great Long Beach bands. Get your FUNK on!
Wanda, Long Beach, via ocweekly.com
CJ, via e-mail
You are definitely hatin’ on one of the world’s biggest stars [Ben Westhoff’s CD Review of Beyoncé’s I Am . . . Sasha Fierce, Nov. 21]. Please quit your day job and clean floors or something! Ugh!
Shani, Brooklyn, New York, via ocweekly.com
I am a true Beyoncé fan. I love her style, lyrics, energy . . . She is the bomb. But this CD sucks! I like some of the lyrics, but the music side is what’s so damn whack! It’s too pop, too white! Anyway, girl, do yo thang.
Sharone, Fayetteville, Louisiana, via ocweekly.com
THE DAY ‘GRINGO’ DIED
I was at a Mexican restaurant (not really, it was a Rubio’s), and this surfer dude came in apparently to meet his friend. First thing the friend said was, “What’s up, gringo?” The surfer replied, “Nada” (sounds like naugh-da). I thought, okay, gringo is dead. Glad you showed me gabacho [Gustavo Arellano’s ¡Ask a Mexican!]. Now I spread it to co-workers and family.
LA Wab, via ocweekly.com
Clamato [Gustavo Arellano’s ¡Ask a Mexican! “Special Canadian Edition,” Nov. 7]? Gack! Read the ingredients, Wab! High-fructose corn syrup is the third ingredient, and a 16-ounce bottle is 72 percent of an entire day’s sodium! Ustedes need Nutrition Facts en Español, and then you wouldn’t drink that crap. There is a reason they don’t try to sell that stuff to a gabachos like me and mi esposa japonés. We like V8 (which still has a decent shot of sodium, admittedly) with clam broth we made ourselves, not powdered, thank you.
Selling Clamato to minorities like Canadians today is like selling Colt 45 and Kool cigarettes to African-Americans in the 1970s. Fast-forward a decade or two. Gracias.
Ten Cuidado, via ocweekly.com