Rupert Murdoch’s Best Works Are Asian

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The only good things Rupert Murdoch created are his stunning daughters, Grace & Chloe Murdoch. Funny how he looks down on Asians as others, along with his vitriolic white and Zionists peers, but they’re his best work. Wendi Murdoch is pretty much the only Asian person Mick Jagger tolerates, if you haven’t noticed (read Melanie Hamrick Murdered L’wren Scott).

Asian wealth is a threat to them. If China, both Koreas etc…believe they’re not on Israel & America’s to do list, they got another thing coming (read Another Asian Business Attacked). I’m only the Goddess of strategy, able to access any and all. Just a fraction of what I can do in my domain. That’s why they’re so very desperate to take over America. Their little baby dick, child trafficking, pedo nation doesn’t have the resources to take the Asians on, and it never will. Execution null & void. You can’t trust them, ever (read PSA: Israel Is Too Inbred To Learn). Peace is feigned while they find another angle. Get rid of them. No matter what Israel will be destroyed, because I said so, Kali & Shiva. Via: Wendi Murdoch’s Instagram

Chanel Iman: A Classy Customer

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The gorgeous Chanel Iman is still one of my top 3 favorite regulars. We got to the point where she’d come into Miss Lily’s, look at me, and I’d point to a table in my section. A wordless exchange.

I’m so good I made overnight weekday shifts lucrative af. No weekends necessary. I didn’t expect to make a dime at Gammeeok due to the hours, they told me so during the interview too. The tip money would be hit or miss, not with me on the job. What can I say, my service is stellar. P.s: I’m officially suing them. They still don’t know the law, pretending to settle then essentially saying fuck you. Thinking they beat the statute of limitations. WRONG. After endless compassion, I’ll show no mercy. Asking for a cook who isn’t going to get so inebriated he can’t make food and sexually harasses others, myself included, isn’t a big to-do. I’ve never seen such unprofessionalism. Wait til I post some of the text messages I sent to the manager. Smh. It costs to be the boss, don’t mistreat your employees. Via: Daily Front Row

I Was Gammeeok’s Security Guard

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Working at Gammeeok proved I’m out of my fucking mind. A 24/7 restaurant located in Manhattan’s Koreatown, I became the security guard from 11pm-7am. Mind you this is when I was the only girl on the shift. The hotel across the street turned into a shelter, escalating everything and we’d get crazy people coming in, locking themselves in the restroom to do G-D knows what. Not on my watch. The way I would regulate is stuff of legend. The thieves and the loonies memorized my schedule, only coming in on weekends when I wasn’t there. Anybody can go to jail. Try me.

K-Town is an insular world, there was definitely a racial divide and mass confusion when I got hired.
Growing up multi-cultural, I thought nothing of being surrounded by Asian people. Ignorants asking what a black woman was doing there, how that came to be, some people treated me like an intruder. Except this is my city and natives like me are providing a safe space for you. There’s no K-Town in Wisconsin, this is New York, not Korea. By that same logic this neighborhood wouldn’t exist, you’re welcome.

When I first started the Africans put fear in the Asian customers. Use to dominating due to racism, they almost forgot I’m black, I’m not scared of you and I’m from here (they were not). My guests should be able to eat in comfort without being harassed, or getting their shit stolen. This is non-negotiable. People believed they could loiter and menace, nope not happening.
“Get the fuck out,” became my catch phrase. Along with “I’m calling the cops,” something my cohorts were too scared to do. Not I, “You don’t live here, you don’t work here, get out.” I’m not finna keep talking to you either.

One Chinese addict was always getting on my nerves. He thought bringing his black friend would put fear in me, I kicked them both out. They were playing with action figures, ordering nothing, both thieves. The cops had to yoke the Chinese one up once, I banned him and Mochin an inexperienced dolt, allowed him back in. Reiterating what I said, “This is a place of business not a public space. She represents the business, what she says goes. Do it again and we’ll arrest you.” Right. He’d put us through wayyyyyyyyy too much for redemption, I can’t. One time I blacked out on him. He said “I need to use the bathroom bitch, get outta my way and suck my d*ck.”
Enough! I conjured the strength to physically push him outside and threw toothpicks at him, whilst hurling insults. He came back again. Upon seeing the Chinese gangster I was with, he exited quicker than when I called the cops. His fear was warranted. Chris isn’t someone to play with, informing him next time he’ll be in the hospital. He apologized and I never saw him again.

For the repeat offenders, including his black friend and that junkie with braids, I’d literally chase after them on the street. Throwing anything I got my hands on. Unhinged. All men too, except for that one woman my regular Ronnie had to stop me from fighting. After she refused to leave the bathroom for the busboy to do his closing work. She then tried to fight Ronnie, thinking a man wouldn’t hit her. Finally exchanging words with me after I said her Louis Vuitton was fake. This set her off. Let me not delve into that right now.

As you can see from the above photo there was constant nonsense going on. I’ve never called 9/11 more in my life! The disembodied arm belongs to former co-worker Tony (a nutcase), who called me for help. Try as he might, they only listened when I spoke, true. That restaurant had SO MUCH DRAMA, the rat soup scandal went right over my head initially (read Gammeeok Is On Their Own). I’m talking second to none. The cops live in K-Town, throughout the week too.

Thanks to my stellar work ethic they started hiring more black people in K-Town. I’m that good. I’m an era in people’s memories. The entire thing was and continues to be a rollercoaster. Never forget the playlist was epic, I’m iconic and the insanity was top tier. The guests always said Koreans love drama and to party, they ain’t never lie. Only in New York. Via: Saint_Twenty

Gammeeok Is On Their Own

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Did Rupert Murdoch, Alvin Bragg, Mick Jagger and others set up Gammeeok? Yup, sure did and I have the email from Facebook legal to prove it. Also TMZ mistakenly reported the story at 8:35am on March 15th 2023. When the restaurant did not in fact close until after 11:15pm that very night. They waited for me to arrive for my 11pm- 7am shift to shut down. An attempt at revenge for indicting Donald Trump (read Alvin Bragg You’re Busted Bitch). The day it closed was a year from when I was falsely arrested due to Neo-Nazi’s: Mick Jagger, Melanie uggo Hamrick, Jerry Hall and the Murdoch’s (read Melanie Hamrick Is Hollywood’s Downfall).

TMZ is a sloppy mess, publishing this concocted Rat Soup story over 12 hours before closure. Smh. Do note Rupert Murdoch owns TMZ andddd the New York Post. While everyone else waited until the following day, his media outlets reported it day of, because of his involvement (read Lachlan Murdoch And Alvin Bragg BFF’S).

Here’s the thing though, I will not be giving Gammeeok any information, I’ve sided with the government.

November 2023 I told the now fired for extortion attorney to have my W-2 emailed to me. As they’ve made it apparent from numerous cop calls they don’t care for the safety of their employees. They refused, even lying and saying they sent it to an address on file. Um I’m sorry, you’re suppose to confirm how the employee wants to receive their W-2 including address updates. They’ve continued to hold my W-2 hostage leaving me choice but to k.o them.

After everything I’ve done including: managing the restaurant, security, Dj, expeditor, busser, food runner, server, bringing in a celebrity (read Bretman Rock Did Me A Favor), dealing with the drunk cooks sexual harassment, the chef cursing me out in front of customers as retaliation then firing me, preventing lawsuits (one person tried to kick out a service dog, the wasted cooks almost gave guests salmonella with their uncooked food etc…), feeling guilty about a hate crime committed against me, I’m good. Mind made up. Terrible bosses, poor businessmen. Alan was the only smart one. How about don’t draw attention to yourself when you’re involved in criminal activity, and powerful people have something to lose by my helping you. We’re finished here, enjoy your time. No one can say I didn’t try to rectify the situation diplomatically. Deuces, fates sealed. Via: CNN, TMZ & New York Post

Your Sense Of Self Changes

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“How your sense of self could change depending on your location. In Koreatown, no one ever thought Sam was Korean. In Manhattan, no one had ever thought he was white. In Los Angeles, he was the ‘white cousin.’ In New York, he was that ‘little Chinese kid.’ And yet, in K-town, he felt more Korean than he ever had before. Or to put a finer point on it, he felt more aware of the fact that he was a Korean and that was not necessarily negative or even a neutral fact about him. The awareness gave him pause: perhaps a funny-looking mixed race kid could exist at the center of the world, not just its periphery.”

-Tomorrow, Tomorrow, And Tomorrow

Via: Vulture

My Favorite Korean Meals

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When I first started at Gammeeok I didn’t think I’d make it. Although I grew up with the different ethnic groups that make up the Asian community, I had little to no experience with Korean food. Thai food, Filipino food, Japanese food, Vietnamese food, Chinese food, I’m well versed in those cuisines. It wasn’t until I trained, which was really just throwing me on the floor during busy season, that I realized I’d never eaten Korean food before (beyond kimchi and barbecue)! Reflecting back, I only truly knew two Korean people- one half British, the other a co-worker adopted by white parents.
K-Town was for karaoke (which we didn’t do often) and that rooftop bar, with the sweet ass happy hour deals. Meaning I wasn’t immersed in the culture the way my peers pulled me into theirs, but I love learning, I love experiencing other customs. Life would truly be a dull, gray, rainbow without the spectrum of heritages across the human race.

In the beginning I literally couldn’t take an order without guests pointing at the menu. I didn’t understand a lick of what anybody was saying. The words were foreign, because it was a foreign language. I didn’t speak Korean, nor did I know the side condiments that went with each dish. There was no formal training, or structure, I learned on the fly, studying the menu on my first solo shift. Not a soul came in that Monday, thank the Almighty God. I spent every second studying what comes with each meal. Next shift I had it memorized.
In honor of President Yoon Suk Yeol’s recent visit to the States, as well as Asian American Pacific Islander Month, here are my faves:

Jokbal (photo one)- this is my favorite dish of all, pig trotters. Be it spicy or regular, you can’t go wrong. The shrimp sauce and bean paste you dip the regular jokbal in is sooooooo good, albeit salty (love salt, so it’s right up my alley). It’s just perfectly textured, perfectly savory.
Seolleong Tang (photo two)– my favorite soup, at one point I ate it everyday for two weeks straight. Deadass. It’s sliced brisket, noodles and rice in an ox bone broth. It’s served with scallions, salt and pepper. I do my own thing by dipping the brisket in soy sauce. For some reason this is the best soup to eat alongside kimichi. People often put the jus from kimchi directly in their soup to spice it up. Please note this soup is served sans seasoning, you have to flavor it to your liking. It gets a bad wrap due to folks not salting it themselves, which is incredibly frustrating cause it’s so damn good. It’s now a comfort food for me. Also I think it gives you an energy boost. I’m wide awake after eating seolleong tang, it’s wild.
Japchae (photo three)- stir fried glass noodles mixed with vegetables and typically beef, so fucking gooooooodddddddd. Pretty self explanatory.
Pajeon- aka seafood pancake, assorted seafood and peppers mixed with flour, dipped into a pepper soy sauce. Fun fact, tastes excellent with cheese on top.
Dolsot Bibimbap- a sizzling, hot, bowl of rice and vegetables served with beef, an egg and gochujang sauce. I eat mine with added cheese, for a burst of flavor.
Sogogi Gukbap- I love the galbi tang, love the samgye tang, but I love love the sogogi gukbap. A spicy ox bone broth soup, with cubes of beef and vegetables. So fucking good.
Kimchi- fermented cabbage is a staple in any Korean meal. Fun fact, kimichi is not only a probiotic, but good for anti-aging. The only downside, high sodium levels. As my palette evolves, I’ve found I prefer the kkakdugi, like most older people. It’s like when you like sweet wine as a youth, then realize dry is king.

Beyond the food, what I learned working at my first Korean restaurant is humanity, that language is learned, even Koreans had to learn it. Sounds simple, but it’s easy to forget when you’re not pushed out of your comfort zone. Now I have no problem understanding my guests, because practice makes perfect, no matter who you are. Being able to master the menu gave me confidence, now I can’t fathom that abai sundae was gibberish to me. Cause guess what guys? Race is a social construct. We’re all one race, human, with different ethnic groups, whose appearances formed based on our environment. Just like the beaks of Charles Darwin’s finches. Wild right? Via: Eater (Wonho Frank Lee), Cook With Dana & Cookerru