#tbt when my mom cast my grandparents and the two women my gramma played mahjong with in her short film, “Prisoners of Condominiums.” They couldn’t shoot it at my grandparents condos because, appropriately enough, filming was against the rules. My dear grandparents are the ones in the middle whose lines rhyme. 👼👴👵👼

Have you ever cut into a miniature beignet and watched a small river of bone marrow juice gush out of it, joyfully released from its puff-pastry-dam, snaking rivulets of savory juice towards a peak of steak-oyster tartare and a lake of horseradish-mustard cream? No? Have you seen the future? I HAVE. And it’s at Saint Martha - a most perfect, revelatory dining experience tucked into a Koreatown strip mall. An EXEMPLARY meal, go to, go to…!!! (at Saint Martha Restaurant)

Have you ever cut into a miniature beignet and watched a small river of bone marrow juice gush out of it, joyfully released from its puff-pastry-dam, snaking rivulets of savory juice towards a peak of steak-oyster tartare and a lake of horseradish-mustard cream? No? Have you seen the future? I HAVE. And it’s at Saint Martha - a most perfect, revelatory dining experience tucked into a Koreatown strip mall. An EXEMPLARY meal, go to, go to…!!!
(at Saint Martha Restaurant)