I’m not hitting .595 for Los Angeles Dodgers in September, and I’m not with my pregnant ex-gymnast wife as she’s getting ready to give birth either. But Andre Ethier and I apparently have one thing in common: We love to eat, especially random hole-in-the-wall places here in LA. Ethiopian food? Sure. Hungarian goulash place? You bet!

The WALL STREET JOURNAL reports that Ethier is getting quite the reputation as the Anthony Bourdain of the majors, with a willingness to try anything from grilled cartilage at a Japanese BBQ to throat meat tacos. Which is probably a bit more adventurous than even I’m willing to try. (I know, right. Eating meat from the side of a cow is perfectly fine, but the throat? That’s just gross.)

When people ask me why I love living in Los Angeles, the ridiculous variety of food invariably comes up. But I’m also a fat writer, who is considering how long I can go in my car before I need to get the “extension” for the seat belt, and not an elite athlete. And judging by the fact that he, for example, went to Mario Batali’s Pizzeria Mozza 15 times for a review for his DINING WITH ‘DRE blog, Ethier must have an impressive metabolism, or else he would clearly be approaching Andruw Jones levels of tubbiness by now.

The rationale for becoming a “foodie” was simple - once Ethier reached the big leagues, he was finally able to afford something a little more exciting than a daily meal of fast food and Waffle Houses. Not that there is anything wrong with Waffle Houses - nothing like some smothered and covered hash browns and the very real threat of getting stabbed to spice up your 3 a.m. meal.

The WALL STREET JOURNAL also has a list of some of Ethier’s favorite restaurants. Some of them were your typical big chains-style steakhouses, but I’m guessing Manny Ramirez isn’t going out to Romanian food any time soon. Although if he does, could someone please, please, please send video of that my way? Thanks.