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Didn’t Get The Memo: Arty Party Dim Sum Fun

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It’s been a while since I’ve attended an art gallery opening where you can’t buy the art. Not because it’s obscenely expensive, but because it’s actually not for sale.

Also, it was all behind thick glass. Which makes me think either someone feels this gold-lame flecked Technics 1200 is the new Mona Lisa, or they weren’t kidding when they called this event Party Animals.

Gold Soundz

Gold Soundz

Royal T in Culver City, for those who haven’t been here before (which includes me, shocking since it’s apparently been here since ’08) is part gallery, part kooky retail, and part cafe staffed by cute girls (mostly Asian) in French Maid costumes. Which is not at all kinky at all. Certainly not. Perfectly innocent.

Lauren doesn't like living in Venice anymore. I should've told her my servant's quarters was vacant.

Lauren doesn't like living in Venice anymore. I should've told her my servant's quarters was vacant.

It’s very much the kind of place you would’ve found in New York maybe 15 years ago, except that, well, it’s 10x bigger than it could ever be in Manhattan. [Turns out it was the locale of one of the early LudoBites. Which shows you how out of the loop I've been in covering LA food for the previous few years. Catching up quickly ;)]

Anyway, they had this gallery opening, and as much as I’m a fan of cool art (and it was mostly cool) my main motivation–at least as far as this blog is concerned–was chowing on the noms from Dim Sum Truck, which catered the event.

"I'm not a creep, I'm a blogger," I told them. Small difference, I know.

"I'm not a creep, I'm a blogger," I told them. Small difference, I know.

The Frasian Maids got the hint and were beelining to me with their trays before long. I suppose I should’ve taken more foodporn pics, but to be honest, most of the dumplings didn’t look that exciting. That is no reflection of their quality, however: these are excellent bites, all of them–mostly traditional preparations, vegetable, pork, chicken and ground shrimp-based. The latter were my favorite, flavor-wise, the pork bao probably least successful. But I wouldn’t have complained even if I paid for them!

some 'sum

some 'sum

Everyone at the event (or nearly) was dressed in some kind of kooky Rennaissance Festival Fanfic Plushy Geekout. There were bizarro balloon animals and face paintings and a dress-up photo booth, and of course a DJ who thought his music was much better than it really was. I wore a white shirt and jeans, because I’m a loser (or incredibly contrary, take your pick).

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Royal T’s big bearded and tiny spectacled mixologist (didn’t get the name, but there’s probably a Dr. in it) made me a very nice fresh watermelon, basil and soju cocktail as well.

sup sup

sup sup

At some point I had to leave, or become the creepy guy who was taking voyeuristic pics of the guests and the maids. Luckily this one came up to me offering one of these professionally-childish sugar cookies. Which we all know is code for GET THE F**K OUT.

RoyalTgirl

Just kidding. ;)

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Find Royal T at 8910 Washington Blvd, Culver City, 310 559 6300

“Party Animals” exhibition runs until Labor Day-ish

Oh, P.S. Mental note for next Mother’s Day present…

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Las Vegas Weekly clips

From cover stories, to small breaking news items, I’ve done a wide variety of work for the Las Vegas Weekly–one of the stronger Weekly newspapers in the country, with an award-winning website. Some links are below…

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COVER STORY: How A Downtown Hotel Helped Turn Las Vegas Into The Ninth Island

Local Grindz: Best Hawaiian Food In Las Vegas

COVER STORY: At Home With Burlesque Queen Dita Von Teese

I Tappa Keg: The Freakin’ Frog’s New Cask Society

Delmonico Steakhouse’s Secret Whisk(e)y Stash

It’s In the  Shake: How To Analyze Your Bartender

Au Revoir, Restaurant Alex

10 Things You Need To Know About Hakkasan

Inside Vegas’ Most Influential Bar

Forte lands a special delivery for Rainier Cherry Day

The Candy Man Can: Jean-Marie Auboine Opens New Chocolate Institute

Funk Legend Jimmy Castor Dies At Henderson Hospital

Vegas Feels Fuku Envy as favorite food truck sets down LA roots

Pat DiNizio’s Rock Star Confessions

Drinking like Jay-Z with the Ace Of Spades

Drink Locally, Act Globally

Reviving Viva Elvis

Gary LaMorte Leaves Andre’s

Oscar Goodman Takes The Dome

Why Las Vegas is the Real Burger Capital of the Country

Caesars’ Poolside Punch Man

How Safe Is Our Sushi?

COVER STORY: Step Into a Vegas Cab And You Might Be Taken For a Ride

Atomic 7′s Revolutionary Ice Cream

SnoBar Booze-pops Head For The Strip

City Center’s Cell-Phone Techno-Fail

WET Design’s Aquatic Marvels

Inside The First US Bodypainting Championships

Crime (Kinda) Pays: Vegas Mob Lieutenant Frank Cullotta

Pursuing The Perfect Vegas Buffet

Playmate Vs. Food: Laura Croft Meets Vegas’ Biggest Burrito

Inside the Palms’ New Barbie Fantasy Suite

Sam Butera, R.I.P.

A Vegas To-Do List for President Obama

Three Questions with Ernie Isley

Previewing the Hardbat Table Tennis Tournament

All E.C. Gladstone stories on LasVegasWeekly.com