Ken Ken Ramen documented 8 hours of trash can surveillance, and since we’re your source for all trashy news we’ve just gotta show it to you. Basically, these babies can’t catch a break. They are knocked over, peed on, ignored by recology, thrown into fires and so forth. Let us take a minute to honor our brave trash cans for their bold service.
See the rest of the saga over on their tumblr.
It goes without saying that most San Franciscans are assholes — AND PROUD OF IT. Those who aren’t, treasure them like tiny flakes of pure gold in your placer mining pan.
I noticed u put food in the recycle bin.
perhaps u wanted to attract the seagulls?
did you happen to notice the still on the left, showing the same amount of trash, save a couple cans, already on the floor? it goes like this: before/after.
The chef/owner Takahiro Hori at Ken Ken Ramen is psycho about his stupid trash cans. My friend threw a piece of paper in the recycling bin that was left out front (no padlock) and Takahiro came running out on the street (with hardboiled eggs in hand) screaming at us and saying racial things about “Mexicans”. Neither of us are Mexican’s but it was offensive never the less. He forced us to “wash” out his recycling bins as a form of humiliation.
I have lived in the Mission a long time and I will avoid this place at all cost.
Thanks for the support of our trash cans saga- lots more exciting to share.
On a side note regarding Taka’s supposedly racist rant – we don’t hardboil our eggs and equally important is that the co owner of Kenken is a Mexican national born in Mexico City.
Please come by our spots and try our rich multiple cultural Japanese food an hope you can have a nice time
Saludos! Arigato!
Kudos to the neighbor who kicked over the can — a real saint, really. The clip on Mission Mission really takes this shot out of context. Urban dwellers know a kicked over can is a primitive semaphore alerting DPW to clean up the mess (note the shots at 9:12 am when city workers are cleaning up the mess). A turned over can is like an upside-down flag or a flare in the sky burning brightly — a desperate plea for help from society. Thank you for keeping the street clean, neighbor!
i like the way rudy thinks.